I Hate McDonalds

I'm on my way to West Hall
And I don't know
What you're thinking when I show up
And you invite me in
I sit and stare at the wall
Full of pictures
Of the people and the places
You hold dear

Sitting on the porch swing
And our fingers went to cold
Could've used some chapstick
But I found something better to use

If it ain't to track the time
For just an hour
That we gave the night before
Daylight savings time

Sitting on the porch swing
And our fingers went to cold
Could've used some chapstick
But I found something better to use

I don't buy so fast
I forgot
Take a picture, pop a shoebox
Before I go away