the fine print - packed to sell lyrics
i count my blessings on a three-by-five card
and sure the world’s got swings and other things
but they ain’t in my yard
and you know the trouble is i’m gone before i go and plant a seed
and i know that kids (cats?) don’t think about this half as much as me
so come on tell me why the h-ll we spend all of our time working so…
so hard
[chorus]
and if it’s not the laundry
it’s something f-cking else
and if it ain’t the tv
it’s something on the shelf
i thought it was my big brain
and it f-cking might as well
and the evidence says someone
just packed it all to sell
i count my blessings on a february shard
and it’s too cold to go outside
too many games of cards
and the trouble is i’ve got too many things that i don’t need
and i hope to god i die before i make another me
and i can tell that we have gone well past the line before we hit the bottom hard
i said hard
[chorus x2]
and it isn’t one thing that’s clipping my wings
but i don’t need much to feel hung
about, without, and when in doubt
a little scream filling up my lungs
i wish that i hadn’t seen
some things that made my heart feel beestung
i kept the tickets in a forty-five
but i traded it for rain
well i’m still around
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