My Back Won't Get Any Softer Than This Songtext

I'm not gonna lie, I'm sorta behind
While every head in the crowd knew a little more lines
It's the cute ones with the hearts of gold,
But the attentions the same old.

Now I've heard the points a small town,
Maybe too small for the big crowds
With no room for big Mercedes
Before the beat down.

Now I've got this little favor,
It's a simple task and I know I ain't asking for much,
So please keep me out of reach,
Yeah I hope for the best but this is getting too ridiculous.

Well since you've asked,
Yes I am living in the past
And I'm learning pretty fast of the proper bands man,
I should have picked them up years ago,
I'm not gonna lie, I'm sorta behind, While every head in the crowd knew a little more lines.
It's the cute ones with the hearts of gold,
But the attentions the same old.

Now I've got this little favor,
It's a simple task and I know I ain't asking for much,
So please keep me out of reach,
Yeah I hope for the best but this is getting too ridiculous.

And I've got this little favor,
It's a simple task and I know I ain't asking for much,
So please keep me out of reach,
Yeah I hope for the best but this is getting too ridiculous.

I'm going fast at a constant rate,
It's the same old race to the same old place.
So lets play this game.

In this game we play,
Anybody simply could mean everybody.
So lets play this game.
Between me and you, and maybe our closest friends.

In this game we play,
Anybody simply could mean everybody.
So lets play this game.
Between me and you, and maybe our closest friends.

So I'll take it, and I'll take it home