Dollar Store

There's a taste of lemonade
In the summers at your house
And I wish the past could stay
'cause the future freaks me out

And I run from thinking
And I flip a coin to choose
But the rent's too high
And the evening news

So I sleep good
On the right side of the bed
But I wake up
And I want the left instead
And I walk out
But I'm scared to close the door
Scared to wake up
Into what we settled for

[?] with a habit that you can't afford
But jet, set, drive, you got to [?] for'
A member's club with a view of the dollar store
And this wasted truth's been wasted on yours before

Spent a year on your sofa
[?] in the basement
Drinking beer on a Tuesday morning
And I burned the toast again

So you borrowed someone's dream
And you moved to the west coast
Then we became what we become
Your salesman, your nice clothes

And she kissed you
And she told you never change
And she loved you
Not to walk 'round with your name
Now you wake up
In the middle of the bed
And you wonder what you could've been instead
And what you settled for

[?] with a habit that you can't afford
But jet, set, drive, you got to [?] for'
A member's club with a view of the dollar store
And this wasted truth's been wasted on yours before

And we're wasting away
Are we wasting away ?
Am I wasting ? Are you wasting ?
Are we wasting to death ?

And we're wasting away
Are we wasting away ?
Am I wasting ? Are you wasting ?
Are we wasting to death ?

So where did you go ?
Something changed
I'm not jaded but we've seen better days
'cause I know
Nothing good ever stays
But baby we'll see better days