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