Even though you're so far away I
Thought about you the other day
Random girl called me a dick I
Should've gave her a guitar pick
Sometimes I feel so down like I'm
The only nut left in this town
Unless I use my gift I
Can't even afford a lift
Out in the street
Shoes on my feet
No place to go
When you coming home
I called my shot
In the parking lot
Hug me one more time
You couldn't spare a dime
Cheers and take another drink
Plates are piling up in the sink
A letters worth a thousand words
Even when composed by a nerd
Where the hell the time go
Dinner felt like a year ago
Too weird to hold your hand
Listen to my shitty band
Out in the street
Shoes on my feet
No place to go
When you coming home
I called my shot
In the parking lot
Hug me one more time
You couldn't spare a dime
Waist Deep - Dime Lyrics
Waist Deep - Dime Lyrics
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Even though you're so far away I
Thought about you the other day
Random girl called me a dick I
Should've gave her a guitar pick
Sometimes I feel so down like I'm
The only nut left in this town
Unless I use my gift I
Can't even afford a lift
Out in the street
Shoes on my feet
No place to go
When you coming home
I called my shot
In the parking lot
Hug me one more time
You couldn't spare a dime
Cheers and take another drink
Plates are piling up in the sink
A letters worth a thousand words
Even when composed by a nerd
Where the hell the time go
Dinner felt like a year ago
Too weird to hold your hand
Listen to my shitty band
Out in the street
Shoes on my feet
No place to go
When you coming home
I called my shot
In the parking lot
Hug me one more time
You couldn't spare a dime
Thought about you the other day
Random girl called me a dick I
Should've gave her a guitar pick
Sometimes I feel so down like I'm
The only nut left in this town
Unless I use my gift I
Can't even afford a lift
Out in the street
Shoes on my feet
No place to go
When you coming home
I called my shot
In the parking lot
Hug me one more time
You couldn't spare a dime
Cheers and take another drink
Plates are piling up in the sink
A letters worth a thousand words
Even when composed by a nerd
Where the hell the time go
Dinner felt like a year ago
Too weird to hold your hand
Listen to my shitty band
Out in the street
Shoes on my feet
No place to go
When you coming home
I called my shot
In the parking lot
Hug me one more time
You couldn't spare a dime
Writer: Josh Hoiem
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid