Greg Brady

Everything's sour
When you're not around
To make everything softer
So I don't feel so down

And we'll drive through all the houses and the beach
Climb up in the trees
And you can talk about all the shit you like
Take the subway home on a Monday night

Everything's gloomy
When you're not around
To make everything funny
So I don't feel so down

And we'll stop for coffee on our way to the train
Sit along the window
And look at the trees we climbed yesterday
And we'll get a dog, we'll name her [?]

Everything's sour
When you're not around
To make еverything softer
So I don't feel so down

Everything's gloomy
Whеn you're not around
To make everything sunny
So I don't feel so down

I think about us at night
But it never ends how I'd like
My body's not made of anything good
Nobody will love me like you should
I think about you all the time
And the twelve speeds on Kevin's bike
Now I feel like I am losing touch
I can feel my fingers falling off