How long you think you'll last without her?
Have you figured out why everyone is here?
A family of strangers fills your unfamiliar house
But will the absence bring you horror when the crowd finally clears?
So hum along on your easy chair
They've got a good one for you today
Our underdog, now our last man standing in a race no one wanted to win
Hum along from your easy chair, the one she died on. And she's not taking calls
That number's not quite right. We spoke to her before, told her that you were safe and fine
Wander out again, see your car's not there to drive
And we can't take you home, it looks like you'll have to stay the night
And when we'd go, your crying eyes would beg to have us back soon
But it's your blissful, unaware smile, that has us wet-eyed, leaving you
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How long you think you'll last without her?
Have you figured out why everyone is here?
A family of strangers fills your unfamiliar house
But will the absence bring you horror when the crowd finally clears?
So hum along on your easy chair
They've got a good one for you today
Our underdog, now our last man standing in a race no one wanted to win
Hum along from your easy chair, the one she died on. And she's not taking calls
That number's not quite right. We spoke to her before, told her that you were safe and fine
Wander out again, see your car's not there to drive
And we can't take you home, it looks like you'll have to stay the night
And when we'd go, your crying eyes would beg to have us back soon
But it's your blissful, unaware smile, that has us wet-eyed, leaving you
Have you figured out why everyone is here?
A family of strangers fills your unfamiliar house
But will the absence bring you horror when the crowd finally clears?
So hum along on your easy chair
They've got a good one for you today
Our underdog, now our last man standing in a race no one wanted to win
Hum along from your easy chair, the one she died on. And she's not taking calls
That number's not quite right. We spoke to her before, told her that you were safe and fine
Wander out again, see your car's not there to drive
And we can't take you home, it looks like you'll have to stay the night
And when we'd go, your crying eyes would beg to have us back soon
But it's your blissful, unaware smile, that has us wet-eyed, leaving you
Writer: Jacob Nycz, Nicholas Groepler
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid