Yr Broom
going through your things
thats the way i think
you had a crush and he would rub yr feet
you were in love and you would fall asleep
can't get rid of things
can't keep everything
you have a crush and he is all you need
you have a room that i will never see
Tu Escoba
revisando tus cosas
así es como pienso
te gustaba y él te frotaba los pies
estabas enamorada y te quedabas dormida
no puedes deshacerte de las cosas
no puedes conservarlo todo
tienes un gusto y él es todo lo que necesitas
tienes un cuarto que nunca veré
Escrita por: Philip Dickey / Tommy ? / Will Knauer