Baby Pictures Lyrics

I think in lyrics, I think in bad songs

I think and I think and I think all day long

I keep asking my love if she understands me

She says, "you know, I have to say that I don't"

I envy my dad

I envy my older brother

Cause he sings for himself

And my dad gets to retire

I got a text from Taylor titled "fun four chord song"

He's the only one who could sing Wagon Wheel and make me sob

So I sit on the couch wondering where I went wrong

Staring at my instruments collecting dust on the wall

I wanna say things that matter

Actually no, I just wanna say anything at all

Cause when it most matters

It gets all stuck in my throat

I envy my dad

I envy my oldest sister

Cause he found my mom

And Whitney has baby pictures

I walk in a curved line with my eyes closed

And I let my feet intuitively find the road

When I open back up, I find I'm right in track

And I smile to myself, I laugh