I'm just of real sad folk and
'85 was our best year and
And she says it gets much worse before
It gets any better
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I
Wonder why it doesn't keep her up at night
Like it does me
We talk the way you do and
I have a sweet or two for
My only plus you say they're
Getting bigger everyday
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I
Wonder why it doesn't keep him up at night
Like it does me
I'll be in your car
I locked the keys in your car
I'll be in your car...for now
You wanna fool around I ask
I get a sour reply
From the other wheel that always
Rises to the occasion
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I
Wonder why it doesn't keep you up at night
I'll be in your car
I locked the keys in your car
I'll be in your car...for now
I've been a mess for some time
Now I get what I deserve
For someone who leaves behind a lot
I can't do better
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I
Wonder why it doesn't keep me up at night
Like it does me
Writer(s): Blake Sennett, Jenny Lewis
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