Mick's Song

Well daylight greets … I should really get some blinds installed Clean the bottoms, pack 'em up Liquor tax could pay it off, I'm sure I don't quite know How I ended on your floor Your secret star, I think … What you don't know There's memories I don't want to hold I bet you saved them on your phone, last night I saw you walking out alone, goodbye Everybody's pissed off Well sirens ring, inside my head I heard the bank cleaned up the art again 'Cause I can do it all, I can turn you off And empty bags suggest it's all my fault But I'm not calling back 'Cause I know you'll tell him that That I'm just like my old man It's the voice that's in my head What you don't know There's memories I don't want to hold I bet you saved them on your phone, last night I saw you walking out alone, goodbye And everybody's pissed off What you don't know What you don't know What you don't know Is I'll get, some blinds, installed