Alba s touto skladbou:
Romance Without Finance,
Every few days the floor needs sweeping
(Every few days, every few days)
The garbage is full, the sink is leaking
(Every few days, every few days)
Every few days there's a mess you've made
Bouncing checks, parking tickets you swore that you paid
Every few days you say...
Every few days you say...
The real world is killing me slowly
The real world is bringing me down
The real world is loving me only
As much as I let it, and nothing more
As much as I let it, and nothing more
Every few days the chopping block is
(Every few days, every few days)
Slashing a hole in both your pockets
(Every few days, every few days)
Every few days, raise a glass to your face
Strike a match for the years on your birthday cake
Every few days you say...
Every few days you say...
The real world is killing me slowly
The real world is bringing me down
The real world is loving me only
As much as I let it, and nothing more
As much as I let it, and nothing more
Every few you days, you're fine
Just a few days on the grind
You left your faith behind some other door
Which one, you don't know
Every few days you say...
Every few days you say...
The real world is killing me slowly
The real world is bringing me down
The real world is loving me only
As much as I let it, and nothing more
As much as I let it, and nothing more
