Gas Station

A.Shaw

Drinking in a gas station till ungodly hours

exchanging fake money for a bunch of dead flowers

choose another letter and laugh till it hurts

spilling all the red wine and wearing your shirts

Oh so, this is what it feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Coffee with a cigarette and read a good book

collecting all the lighters they don’t know we took yeah

throw another log on the fire

rescuing the dog from the wire yeah

Oh so, this is what it feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Oh so, this is what is feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Oh Oh Oh Oh

Thinking up a melody and singing a song

you’ll be there next to me strumming along

taking in the scenery and toasting our health

well who the hell needs money cos this here is wealth.

Oh so, this is what it feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Oh so, this is what is feels like

oh so, this is how it….

Feels, feels, feels, feels

Oh so, this is what it feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Oh so, this is what is feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Oh so, this is what it feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Oh so, this is what is feels like

oh so, this is how it feels

Drinking in a gas station till ungodly hours