Under the Rug

Stay awhile, walk away
Act your age or misbehave
Felt the phone, call unknown
Patience, patience
Breathe it in, blow away
Be a man or let her pay
Think about it, what to say
Here's the keys, don't be late
There she was unafraid
Makeup, honey whiskey face
Tattoos of a dagger i'm
Chasing, chasing
Years apart, ten or eight
Conversation, can't relate
All that I need is never enough
You tell me I'm thinking too much
All that I need is never enough
Old adolescence, never enough
Today we are free, drunk or in love
Tomorrow a stranger under the rug
Left the mess in Mexico
Took the rusty vator
Call me dumb your immature
Shameless, shameless
All those words I do not mean
Shut your mouth and listen please
I don't mind the memories
Some are sweet and some I don't need
It's never enough
Old adolescence, never enough
Today we are free, drunk or in love
Tomorrow a stranger, under the rug
It's dust, dagger, chuck it
Under the rug
Under the rug
Under the rug
Under the rug