Текст песни Parking Lots - Beach Therapy

Parking lots, dying malls, and shopping carts
In the lots, shopping carts take up the spots
I know, it blows, but it's home
And I know it blows, but it's home

I know that you will break my heart
I know the roads will fill with pots
I know the lights will change
Rearranged the layout of my bedroom

I'll tune you up, I'll ring you up, and call you up
I'll fuck it up, I'll drop out and push the carts
I know it blows, but it's home
And I know it blows, but it's home

I know that you will break my heart
I know the roads will fill with pots
I know the lights will change
Rearranged the layout of my bedroom

Let me fall apart
Let me be the one to change your oil
Let me fall apart
Let me be the one to cut the pig guts

Let me fall apart
Let me be the one to change your oil
Let me fall apart
Let me be the one to cut the pig guts

Fall apart
Let me be the one to change your oil
Let me fall apart
Let me be the one to cut the pig guts

I don't even know, I don't even know, I don't even know
I don't even know, I don't even know
Please leave me alone, please leave me alone, leave me alone
Please leave me alone, please leave me alone, leave me alone
Please leave me alone, I don't even know, I don't even know
Leave me alone, do we even know? Please leave me alone
Please leave me alone, please leave me alone, please leave me alone