Current Lyrics
You lit yourself from the wrong end
Sledding down a hill on the weekend
You didn't see the jump, still you got sent
You may feel like you cracked your spine
Knocking the wind out for the last time
But you'll remember it as the worst time
It don't feel the same, that's what you told me
It's like grasping for air when you hold me
There's not much to do, fold the laundry
There's not much to do now but fold the laundry