Why's it always such a mess? Don't you know those plants will end up dead? Gotta get to where the sun shines in your eyes And the last thing that you said Never wanna leave but never paying bills Spoiled leftovers will start to taste just fine Overflowing with clutter on the floor Let's leave a little more Below the din of a fan whirring above Maybe all this place needs is just a little time To get over all the things that you'll never wanna sell Maybe just more time, yeah, just more time With fan whirring above And the last thing that she said Never wanted to get out of bed Gotta get to where the sun's not in your eyes And as bright as it may seem Everybody lives and everybody breathes In the same dead skin as everybody else Overflowing with clutter on the floor Let's leave a little more Below the din of a fan whirring above Maybe all this place needs is just a little time To get over all the things that you'll never wanna sell Maybe just more time, yeah, just more time With fan whirring above Overflowing with clutter on the floor Let's leave a little more Below the din of a fan whirring above Maybe all this place needs is just a little time Maybe all this place needs is just a little time Maybe all this place needs is just a little time