Last Songtext
von Sly Withers

If we can find a way to make this last
I think there′s a pretty damn good chance
That we could up and Bonnie and Clyde this shit
Except without the dying bit
I know I'm a lot, so I′ll try take
Up less of your time and less of your space

'Cause I know that I'm draining and sometimes you need a break

But I′ll be here at the end of the day
And if I can′t, I'm just a phone call away
You know I′d drop most things if that phone rings
If you need it, I'd be on the next plane
It′s not a lot at the end of the day
I know it rolls off lips that you'd do the same
I don′t expect it, nor do I question it
It's just a feeling that I get every day


If I can be a little more like you
I'd love to see the things that I could do
I try to be, ′cause you′re a fucking peach

If ever you can't take another day
Darling, you just need to say
′Cause I'm not here to weigh you down
And I′m not just gonna let it fade

But I'll be here at the end of the day
And if I can′t, I'm just a phone call away
You know I'd drop most things if that phone rings
If you need it, I′d be on the next plane
It′s not a lot at the end of the day
I know it rolls off lips that you'd do the same
I don′t expect it, nor do I question it
It's just a feeling that I get every day

And hey, I′m not worried about what I say
I hate when your stomach ruins your day
It's a pain in the gut, pull away