[verse 1] i count the change in my pocket by the door make sure i got enough, because i am poor sauce on my fingers, crumbs on my shirt i act like it's nothing; but inside it hurts [verse 2] they give me my order, greasy and gray tell myself i'm not hungry, then eat it anyway i've made a whole world of the food i regret and wake up ashamed and alone in my bed [chorus] i'm sorry for the way i let wanting get strange for making someone carry the weight of my gaze she's young enough to be my daughter; i know what that means so i keep my distance, i swear i'm not a creep i'm short on answers, short on height and long on things i wish i'd done right [verse 3] at the Dollar General, i linger too long inventing a reason, playing my songs she's there to do a job; but i want that smile i see it at last, now i won't leave for awhile [bridge] i need supervision, not another excuse but i'll share her pic, because i think she's cute i should ask someone i trust to sit with me tonight and let her go on with her own damn life [chorus] i'm sorry for the way i let wanting get strange for making someone carry the weight of my gaze she's young enough to be my daughter; i know what that means so i keep my distance, i swear i'm not a creep i'm short on answers, short on height and long on things i wish i'd done right [outro] my fingers tremble as i reach for my phone sometimes it is crushing, being sad and alone i hold back a tear and order a crunch wrap supreme it's the next best thing to the girl of my dreams
