Middle Of The Morning Songtext
Well, I tried to open up my windows
And let the light come in
I step outside in the middle of the morning
And in the evening again
Yes, I tried to be grateful for my devils
Call them by their names
But, I'm tired by the middle of the morning
And I need someone to blame
I know you're scared of me, I can see it in your face
I can feel it in the way you move around this place
I know you're scared of me, I can see it in your smile
Like an unattendеd child you can't quite trust
But I'm tired of steppin' on your shadow
And feeling in thе way
Yes, I'm tired by the middle of the morning
I'm out of shit to say
I ain't used to this, seein' everybody's hand
I was raised to be a strong and silent Southern man
I ain't used to this, a thousand days alone
In my bed or in my head or in my phone
Yes, I'm tired of livin' in the moment
And sleeping through the dream
I step outside in the middle of the morning
And the roses hear the scream
I know you're scared of me, so I never get too close
I sit here on the tailgate like a farmhand's ghost
Watch the roses bloom, watch 'em wilt away and die
'till I notice I've been cryin' this whole time
Well, I tried to open up my windows
And let the light come in
I step outside in the middle of the morning
And in the evening again
And let the light come in
I step outside in the middle of the morning
And in the evening again
Yes, I tried to be grateful for my devils
Call them by their names
But, I'm tired by the middle of the morning
And I need someone to blame
I know you're scared of me, I can see it in your face
I can feel it in the way you move around this place
I know you're scared of me, I can see it in your smile
Like an unattendеd child you can't quite trust
But I'm tired of steppin' on your shadow
And feeling in thе way
Yes, I'm tired by the middle of the morning
I'm out of shit to say
I ain't used to this, seein' everybody's hand
I was raised to be a strong and silent Southern man
I ain't used to this, a thousand days alone
In my bed or in my head or in my phone
Yes, I'm tired of livin' in the moment
And sleeping through the dream
I step outside in the middle of the morning
And the roses hear the scream
I know you're scared of me, so I never get too close
I sit here on the tailgate like a farmhand's ghost
Watch the roses bloom, watch 'em wilt away and die
'till I notice I've been cryin' this whole time
Well, I tried to open up my windows
And let the light come in
I step outside in the middle of the morning
And in the evening again