Pick Up the Pace

LYRICS [Verse 1] Red light sittin' on a Sunday drive Tap my fingers to keep me alive Phone in my hand, screen still black Three little dots never texted back Coffee's cold and the clock's too loud Everybody moves slow in this town I ain't throwin' punches, ain't raisin' hell But waitin' around ain't somethin' I do well [Chorus] I ain’t mad, I'm just bad at being patient Every minute feels a mile in the makin' Got my foot on the gas when life hits the brakes Tryin' not to lose my mind while I wait I ain't angry, I just can't sit still Wish I could but I never will If you're wonderin' why I'm makin' this face Then pick up the pace [instrumental] [Verse 2] Got a girl sayin' "baby, we'll see" That's about the worst thing you can tell me Got big plans and a tank half full Heart runs fast but the road runs slow Everybody says it'll happen in time But time's been draggin' its feet all night I know good things come to those who wait Guess that's why I'm always showin' up late [Bridge] Maybe someday I'll learn to breathe Count to ten and let things be But until then, if I pace the floor Just know what I'm doin' it for I ain't mad at you. [pause] I ain't mad at fate. [pause] [slightly increased vocal intensity] I'm just wrestlin'. with every second it TAAAAAKES [shout fades] [short instrumental groove ] [Chorus] [guitar stops, drums heavy snare rhythm] I ain’t mad, I'm just bad at being patient Every minute feels a mile in the makin' Got my foot on the gas when life hits the brakes Tryin' not to lose my mind while I wait [Final Chorus] [Higher pitch] I ain't angry, I just can't sit still Wish I could but I never will [vocal intensity rises] If you're wonderin' why I'm makin' this faaaaaaace [shout] Then pick up the pace [return to original register] [Outro] pick up the pace Yeah, I ain’t mad pick up the pace I aint maaaaad [runs on mad] pick up the pace [louder] pick up the PAAAAAACE [instrumental ends as vocals fade]