Hot Car In The Sun

Parisian revelry
Unapologetic apathy
I guess it’s the way it has to be

Made my bed and I brushed my teeth
Didn’t think about dying
Got up to face another day

Maybe you’re the same
Maybe you’re afraid too
I love you
I am you

Chopped the celery and made the soup
Didn’t have much else to do
I was dreaming of my ex-wife’s face

It’s just painful to walk around
It’s just painful to talk out loud
I know this pain is not my own

Felt so hot in the parking lot
The car windows were all rolled up
Just a dog dying in the Chevrolet

Baby it’s okay
I love you
Baby it’s okay
Because I wanted to
Love you