Letra de Me and My Big Ideas
Me and my big ideas Won't wash away your tears No one else seems to mind That I'm not that kindGo get a volunteer We'll pay him well my dear He will see inside your mind Because he is that kindIt's a southern kind of heat The shadows crack and start to creep Conversation drags its feet I wish we'd both been more discreet Like light thats caught between night and day You're stuck between me and myMe and my big ideas Won't wash away your tears So many strings to your bow Why not let one goWell they love you when you're weak Bet they hate you to see this winning streak It's that thing we call control There's a deep frustration in their souls Black thoughts That are stuck between someone's ears Like me and my big ideaSo many strings to your bow Why not let one goIn a way this dream is over Blown away our four leaf cloverThere's no reason why There's just me and myMe and my big ideas Won't wash away your tears No one else seems to mind That I'm not that kind