Watsky Sloppy Seconds

Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard Right in the moment where the road curved a bit sharp And when you woke up, somebody was unclipping your seat belt and pulling you from the open window of your flipped car Show me someone who says they got no baggage I ll show you somebody whose got no story Nothing gory means no glory, but baby please don t bore me We won t know until we get there The who, or the what, or the when where My favorite sweater was a present that I got a couple presidents ago And I promised that I would rock it till it s thread bare Bet on it Every single person got a couple skeletons So pretty soon, in this room It ll just be me and you when we clear out all the elephants Me and you and the elements