​sandra jo Ezra Bell

Now you've been reading in your picture books
About them pretty places you have yet to see
Making plans to disappear
Only to turn up in the back of
Some bad mans limousine

If that's the best that you can
Honey, well I hope he treats you fair
Since tonight you are still stuck inside with me
Why don't we both crawl back up stairs

Let's hope they rest your head down
Everything's alright
There, there now
We're too big to fail
And this home is not for sale

You've been walking on painted toenails
You haven't called your mother in a month
You've been living in that soldier's minute
In it, everything at once

The flattery from their tongues
Well, there's a strange look in their eyes
And the whiskey and the punch
The soldier's minute
In it, everything at once
Anything at once