Lyrics

Sweet Tooth

I've got a sweet tooth
Got holes in both my shoes
I'd rather be anywhere but here
But that doesn't keep me dying here with you

I've got a weakness
Some call me a fool
I never learned how to swim
But that doesn't keep me going in the pool

I'm building a mansion
But I'm not the sharpest tool
All I need are planks and some nails
And I'll finish up when I'm 92

I've got a sickness
I need to unspool
Maybe I just need some sleep
Or maybe I should go back to school