"Couch/Sectional (Acoustic)" lyrics

"Couch/Sectional (Acoustic)"

I know you tried to fake it
But that shit's overrated
You know it hurts to say this
Life's so hard, I can't take it

Far inside your mind, let me out
I guess she takes the bed, I'll take the couch
And tears begin to run beside my mouth
I let it all build up, you let it out

I just wanna be cool enough to kick it
But I'm on the road, not selling tickets
Momma said to stay away from bitches
But I can't

Why does every fucking song I write seem so sad?
Damn, I guess it's just my bad
Damn, I guess I'm in my bag
Damn, I guess it's just like that

I'm in my bag
Can't fuck with me, I'm in my bag
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just wanna be cool enough to kick it
But I'm on the road, not selling tickets
Momma said to stay away from bitches
But I cannot

Why does every fucking song I write seem so sad?
Damn, I guess it's just my bad
Damn, I guess I'm in my bag
Damn, I guess it's just like that

Don't wanna wake up on the fucking couch again
Don't wanna wake up on the fucking couch again


Writer(s): Ty Braden Anderson, James Dexter Tuffs, Ryan Davis Anderson, Ryan Fox
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