Welcome To Florida No Big Thing
It's no big thing, I just cut my lossesAnd read them
while I pick them up
It's while I sing, I can gauge my tosses
Into the back of a pickup truck
And wonder why I slip over myself
And get back on my feet without your help
You should know when I'm this low I cant help nobody else
It's hard enough trying to help myself
When I'm above and you're below I cant get up off this
shelf
At least you'll know how I felt
Same old song, but now everybody's dancing
We're singing out over their heads
It's been so long, too much damn romancing
And sleeping all alone in bed
I wonder why you won't leave me alone
My eyes are shut and I'm sinking like a stone
