Intro
Remember the day that you call me up, cryin’
I didn’t know how your daddy was dyin’
Hoo
We were so young
Never get to shake his hand
I wish he’d actually understand all of the plans
Verse
Memories remained in that old double wa’
Some of the worst we’re like fang
duckin’ cover
Dad at supper
It doesn’t sense, to friends
That was the
Chorus
We wear change
wouldn’t the
there’s that you understand
Verse
It’s day it’s borin’
of the that I tried ignorin’
finally catchin’ up to me
Beggin’ apologies
Beggin’ apologies
knows all the trouble face
imma church at Saturday disgrace
I’ve got the nerve to repent
maybe it’s part of
Post-Chorus
We wear ever
wouldn’t the
there’s that you understand
that was the
Trucin’ makes sense
