Garage Sale Season Lyrics

I've been frying my brain every day

Now that I'm past elementary

Empty-headed dreams I dream

Every night that they would happen

Oh how your illusions were the

Things I loved the most

It's garage sale season you can smell the dust

And the used smoke that rots on the pavement

There's so much stuff for you to get rid of

You'll probably just find a dumpster

To throw out that perfectly good

Plaid reclining chair

This is not the way you wanted it

Where you can't make up your mind

Everyone's got something to lose and

You just have a little more

And you're willing to just throw it away

Everything you have that's on display is

Another thing that you want to be gone

I'll talk you down from five to four because

I need a shelf for all of my movies cuz

I got nothing better to do with my time

I wish I had tattoos and at least a

Single black denim jacket but

How well would I fill that out you know

My brother's rain jacket from the sixth grade

Hangs in my closet and it fits me pretty well

We all die young, yeah we all die young by our dreams

But isn't it such a great life

Where you can suffer and breathe at the same time

That reclining plaid chair that you sit in

And realized every night

That this was never going to stop

It's probably going to go on for the rest of your life