I Like the Size of my Bed by Tall Travis Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They lyrics say "she hopes I'm cursed to loneliness forever"
But it's less like it's her wish than like she's forecasting the weather
You don't wish me ill or anything, but your words predict the same
A cloudy sky, until I die, still singing your name
[Pre-Chorus 1]
But I'm alright, I'm okay
Only a fool wouldn't come with a plan
I've got to get out of this town tomorrow
Tonight if I can
[Chorus 1]
Cause no matter what these people do
No matter if I can't have you
I can run 'til the blood beats hot in my veins
And the cold in the air doesn't bring me pain anymore
[Verse 2]
You say you're sorry but you shouldn't be
'Cause I can write another nine passionate melodies
And I've got some fucking badass friends still looking out for me
In fact, let's stop right now and dedicate this song to them
I've written songs about strangers but it's my friends I depend on
To get me through the times when I feel like I'm fucked
And I'll never see the sun again
[Pre-Chorus 2]
They know that I'm alright, I'm ok
And none of us even has a plan
And the scariest part of growing up is seeing we never will
[Chorus 2]
'Cause even though I don't know what's true
Even though I can't have you
I can run 'til the blood beats hot in my veins
And the cold in the air doesn't bring me pain anymore
[Bridge]
On days like today I'm tempted to throw away every song I wrote about love
A thousand dorky rhymes about being your guy, and something about the stars above
And I wonder how Francis had the strength to keep singing about what life was about even when he kept sinking into Romantic Fatigue, that familiar abyss
Of the vague idea of a person you miss
And I've still got miles to travel today, and the sky is so black, and the road is so grey
And I've got this gloomy feeling, and it's poignant and gross, but in the strangest of ways you were there when I needed you most
Yeah, I can still sing that life is about love, even though I haven't got a hand to hold
I can look out at the city, and the trees, and the people and love it all, my whole life long
My whole life long
My whole life long
[Outro]
So you can drink to this, El, if you feel like you can
Whether you sit on the floor, or you're taking a stand
But I've got to find a way I can work with my hands
'Cause I wish you the best, but I wrote this song for me
They lyrics say "she hopes I'm cursed to loneliness forever"
But it's less like it's her wish than like she's forecasting the weather
You don't wish me ill or anything, but your words predict the same
A cloudy sky, until I die, still singing your name
[Pre-Chorus 1]
But I'm alright, I'm okay
Only a fool wouldn't come with a plan
I've got to get out of this town tomorrow
Tonight if I can
[Chorus 1]
Cause no matter what these people do
No matter if I can't have you
I can run 'til the blood beats hot in my veins
And the cold in the air doesn't bring me pain anymore
[Verse 2]
You say you're sorry but you shouldn't be
'Cause I can write another nine passionate melodies
And I've got some fucking badass friends still looking out for me
In fact, let's stop right now and dedicate this song to them
I've written songs about strangers but it's my friends I depend on
To get me through the times when I feel like I'm fucked
And I'll never see the sun again
[Pre-Chorus 2]
They know that I'm alright, I'm ok
And none of us even has a plan
And the scariest part of growing up is seeing we never will
[Chorus 2]
'Cause even though I don't know what's true
Even though I can't have you
I can run 'til the blood beats hot in my veins
And the cold in the air doesn't bring me pain anymore
[Bridge]
On days like today I'm tempted to throw away every song I wrote about love
A thousand dorky rhymes about being your guy, and something about the stars above
And I wonder how Francis had the strength to keep singing about what life was about even when he kept sinking into Romantic Fatigue, that familiar abyss
Of the vague idea of a person you miss
And I've still got miles to travel today, and the sky is so black, and the road is so grey
And I've got this gloomy feeling, and it's poignant and gross, but in the strangest of ways you were there when I needed you most
Yeah, I can still sing that life is about love, even though I haven't got a hand to hold
I can look out at the city, and the trees, and the people and love it all, my whole life long
My whole life long
My whole life long
[Outro]
So you can drink to this, El, if you feel like you can
Whether you sit on the floor, or you're taking a stand
But I've got to find a way I can work with my hands
'Cause I wish you the best, but I wrote this song for me