The Real Thing

Well you move into the city and it might not make you happy but at least now there's an audience for when you're feeling down

And all the people at the bus station don't look you in the eye and in a while it feels like violence if they do

You've been giving with your body but you're careful with your mind, don't relate on much except the weather and never making time

But it's been a couple months she holds you right and won't let go and it starts to feel like winter when she does

Do you want to get away for the weekend?

Drive out to the country cause we can

You talk to me bout how you've been living

Let me know if even just for a minute

It starts feeling like the real thing