[Verse 1]

Asked if the perfect man wanted you to be his bride

Would you take his hand? You said you’re not the type

Well if you're type to change your mind just come my way

On the TV screen I see there’s nothing left

But then I feel your voice and I hear your breath

You’re saying “maybe it’s the wolves. You know, it’s getting dark”

{Chorus 1}

Don’t ask me for the forecast

I’ll say it’s clear as I can see

My eyes are getting heavy

In your car passenger seat

But I hope I’ll be awake

Awake enough to tell you I’m asleep

{Verse 2}

And the fount of youth tastes like Modafinil

I see the picket signs beyond my window sill

Saying “gun shots aren’t the things that keep us up at night”

One day you’ll realize that you are on your own

Behind a crooked smile I’ll say “I told you so”

You know, life doesn’t seem so hard with an extra pair of eyes

{Chorus 2}

Don’t ask me for the forecast

I’ll say it’s clear as I can see

My eyes are getting heavy

In your car passenger seat

But I hope I’ll be awake

Awake enough to tell you I’m asleep

{Instrumental}

{Chorus 3}

Don’t ask me for the forecast

I’ll say it’s clear as I can see

My eyes are finally closing

In your car passenger seat

But I hoped I’d be awake enough to tell you I’m asleep

...Or at least I used to be...

{Gang Vocal}

One day you’ll realize that you are on your own

Behind a crooked smile I’ll say “I told you so”

You know, life doesn’t seem so hard with an extra pair of eyes