[Intro] [Acoustic guitar, accordion] One... Two... Three! Four!! [Verse 1] I know exactly which churches Hand out groceries on which days I've got the schedule memorized Better than my workweek Stand in line for an hour Trying hard not to make eye contact Because everybody's pretending They ain't here for the exact same shit The volunteers all smile They tell me "Take what you need." I always answer "Thank you." Like that somehow makes it easier to take. [Pre Chorus] Nobody dreams about surviving They dream about living instead [Chorus] Nobody posts the pictures Nobody writes the songs About deciding if the lights stay on Or if the water's gone Nobody celebrates Stretching forty dollars for a week Letting dinner disappear Before you've had a chance to eat If you've never had to choose Which bill gets one more month Congratulations I sincerely hope you don't [Verse 2] The lawn is up to my knees The mower gave up months ago Every day I tell myself Tomorrow somehow I'll know Some kid'll knock Looking for twenty bucks But nobody does that anymore So the grass just keeps growing Until the city tapes a warning To my front door Like... Hell yeah. Another bill That's exactly what I needed. [Break] [Accordion and bass only] They'll fine a broke man For looking broke Then ask him why He never got ahead [Verse 3] Diapers from E.I.S. Wipes that'll last till Friday Counting every single one Like they're dollars I'm trying to save The kids don't know They're just excited When there's cereal in the house They think Dad skipped dinner Because he wasn't hungry I don't correct them now [Bridge] [Half-time. Quiet.] I don't need pity I need a week Where nothing else breaks Where the car starts Where the rent gets paid Where "emergency" Stops meaning Every single Wednesday [Final Chorus] Nobody brags about surviving Because surviving isn't fun It's keeping everybody else alive Before you think about yourself It's smiling through another birthday Saying "I'm good." When you're not Because your kids deserve One person Who still believes tomorrow's coming And somehow Against every statistic Against every overdue notice Against every shutoff warning Against every empty cabinet Every morning I still get up Still make coffee Still pack lunches Still say "I love you." Like that's a currency Nobody can shut off [Outro] [frantic acoustic guitar and accordion] We are still here! We are still here! We are still here! Even when nobody sees us! [Ends abruptly with a clipped acoustic guitar chord and room noise]
