Whatever they need, they need more than I do.
Whatever they need, it’s not always about you.
Whatever they need, they can take it from me if they want to.
I’m hardly here. I’m hardly here.
It’s hard to speed. I’m not stuck in, I am traffic.
It’s hard to speed up… give me a minute.
It’s hard to speed and it’s killing the planet, it’s hard to speed.
I’m hardly here. I’m hardly here.
Baby till I get back home
and things can be the way we want
and everyone in that weird world can just move along
(move along there’s nothing to see here)