Say

Pick up your old telephone And call your mom, tell her what you're doing Your existential crisis makes you fluid, makes you human But it don't compare to what you know Got a heart of a fool, yeah a heart of gold And everything has a shelf life, baby But you're not getting old Say, say That you're sticking around even when I'm down Say, it's okay I'm a little fucked up, and I hope that's enough Say Hop out of the shower I could look at you for hours And that shitty truck stop leg tattoo That you got when you were high on shrooms It's 4 in the morning, we're on the floor Dreaming of places we can't afford And you know I'm not keeping score I got demons of my own Say, say That you're sticking around even when I'm down Say, it's okay I'm a little fucked up, and I hope that's enough For the nights that we love and the fights that we have I would take 'em over and over again Say, say Say, say That you're sticking around even when I'm down Say, it's okay I'm a little fucked up, and I hope that's enough For the nights that we love and the fights that we have I would take 'em over and over again Say, say