It's A Lot - The 88
Don't you worry baby I told you I was coming home
I went into the back fell between the cracks all alone
So when you say you did well I say you didn't
When you roll your eyes I think you're kidding
Its a memory; that we could never be
And its big and black its stuck on your shoulder
And it drags you down it makes you feel older
Its a photograph all that we never had
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
And its a cardboard box stuck in a corner
Its your back wood talk I'll make it in tone
Its your funny ring Midas is everything
And its the call I made when you were looking
Its the slack I gave I read in a book
Its a magazine all that you've never seen
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot
And its not what you thought
Its a lot
Don't you worry baby I told you I was coming home
I would never leave you there waiting in your chair all alone
So when you say you did well I say you didn't
When you roll your eyes I think you're kidding
Its a memory; All we could never be
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot (Its a lot)
Its a lot
And its not what you thought
Its a lot
Don't you worry baby
Don't you worry baby
Don't you worry baby
Don't you worry baby
Don't you worry baby
Don't you worry baby