Birch

The way I woke up was old Was all fucking choke And it ain't easier after a week Well, that I won't hardly stand still Well, if you cannot tell, I'll tell you right away If I'll stay a spell, or if I cannot stay I am less at ease, not the best at these See the forest trees, call what's these what's these What's these, oh Hey Madeline, thanks For to case out the fog, for Jennifer Seems she needed you badly So I beg on knees, can we share IDs? Will you always need? We have common needs We can sure deplete, we can be replete Address table needs, it is swift your speed The way I wake up now Is a brand new way But no it ain't that way it was before So I cannot leave, yes, I must here stay 'Cause I know what's good, and I'll die that way No I cannot seem to get a moment's peace If there's a man like me, his birch ain't my tree The way I wake up now Is a brand new way It ain't like it was before --- Birch - Taylor Swift and Big Red Machine