Eva Moe - Envelopes

Is this one of those times
Where you tell me I'm good
And I listen to you
A little more than I should

Then I go back home and write a new song
About loving a city
Where I can't stay long
Then it goes online and gets twelve hits
In a whole week
So it must be shit

So you wanted me to write this
But you don't want
To hear it
Wish I had something better for you
To read, to know

Now I'm stuck in a town where I don't want to be
Cause I'm super fucked financially
And I took a job in the theater
Where the high school kids are weird

I remember last year when I was so full of life
Now it's been twelve months and I'm back in the grind
Hear my cry
I will drain the atlantic with a straw
Then you'll tell me I'm worth it, you'll tell me I'm raw
Currently I'm filling envelopes and holy smokes it's fine with me
Yesterday I spent my afternoon with tunes and playing make believe
All I wanted was to write this, but I don't want to sing it

I'll put it on cassette tape and hand it to my friends
Then it's one of those times where they tell me I'm good
And I listen to them a little more than I should
A little more than I should

Written by:
Eva Moe

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