"Big-Box Store Heart" lyrics

Just one more week
Til I properly function again
Got my hands full
Keeping the bed warm for you til then

I drag my feet
Down Clifton street
ASAP
Still just ain't soon enough

I get my girl back on Friday
Yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down
With you
Just keep your head up through Thursday
And push through
Gonna ride these highs
Til the lows out of view
Until they're out of view

It wouldn't hurt to make an appearance
Show some face and prove that I'm still alive
But every time you leave here
The ceiling leaks and the cabinets all run dry

I twist my hair
And bite my tongue
I'll save this air
That's in my lungs

For you

I get my business squared away
As I'm counting down the days
That are stacking up in ways
Only she'd believe
I wonder what she reads
Waving from the window seat
On her way back home to me

I grind my teeth
And bite my tongue
I wish this week
Would just be done

I get my girl back on Friday
Yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down
With you
Just keep your head up through Thursday
And push through
Gonna ride these highs
Til the lows out of view

I get my girl back on Friday
Yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down
With you
Just keep your head up through Thursday
And push through
Gonna ride these highs
Til the lows out of view

I get my life back on Friday
I get my life back on Friday
I get my life back soon