Dollar Store

There's a taste of lemonade In the summers at your house And I wish the past could stay 'cause the future freaks me out And I run from thinking And I flip a coin to choose But the rent's too high And the evening news So I sleep good On the right side of the bed But I wake up And I want the left instead And I walk out But I'm scared to close the door Scared to wake up Into what we settled for [?] with a habit that you can't afford But jet, set, drive, you got to [?] for' A member's club with a view of the dollar store And this wasted truth's been wasted on yours before Spent a year on your sofa [?] in the basement Drinking beer on a Tuesday morning And I burned the toast again So you borrowed someone's dream And you moved to the west coast Then we became what we become Your salesman, your nice clothes And she kissed you And she told you never change And she loved you Not to walk 'round with your name Now you wake up In the middle of the bed And you wonder what you could've been instead And what you settled for [?] with a habit that you can't afford But jet, set, drive, you got to [?] for' A member's club with a view of the dollar store And this wasted truth's been wasted on yours before And we're wasting away Are we wasting away ? Am I wasting ? Are you wasting ? Are we wasting to death ? And we're wasting away Are we wasting away ? Am I wasting ? Are you wasting ? Are we wasting to death ? So where did you go ? Something changed I'm not jaded but we've seen better days 'cause I know Nothing good ever stays But baby we'll see better days