Parking Lot

Tell me if it's all about Something I can never understand Tell me nothing about me I've been with myself since I was born Since I was born I'm holding on to the song I hear Right in the time of feeling low I'm holding on to a minuet With all the dirty sounds I'm holding on to the song of us Right in the freezing parking lot It makes Makes me feel Makes me feel so real It makes me feel so real Maybe nothing is so untouched Not the only one to think it is Maybe I'm not living right Nothing I can do about it now About it now I'm holding on to the song I hear Right in the time of feeling low I'm holding on to a minuet With all the dirty sounds I'm holding on to the song of us Right in the freezing parking lot It makes Makes me feel It makes me feel so real If you are tired Call me up With things you're fed up with Let's talk on back in time And the whole world's mess swept into the sound It makes me feel so brave If I come back home now Would they be proud of me If I come back home now Could I make them believe Well it's complicated More than I ever thought It'd be The time will let me out I'm holding on to the song I hear Right in the time of feeling low I'm holding on to a minuet With all the dirty sounds I'm holding on to the song of us Right in the freezing parking lot It makes Makes me feel Makes me feel so real It makes me feel so real