I’ve lost my laziness
I left the door open, she ran
Afraid of pots of coffee, she’s gone.
I thought with comfort, she'd stay
Spending her days napping across my legs
I’ve lost my laziness.
I hope she’s sprinting up the hill—just for fun
She eats peanut butter in the sun
Afraid of pots of coffee, she’s gone.
She should be resting
Her head on my shoulder, so blonde
I’ve lost my laziness.
She kept me from running my hill sprints
I bet if something broke, she’d suddenly exist
But afraid of pots of coffee, she’s gone.
She’d sprint the hill to get inside
Just to see what’s wrong
I’ve lost my laziness
Afraid of pots of coffee, she’s gone.
