Time Hortons Lyrics – Cookin’ with Grandma

In a Tim Hortons bathroom
My bruised knuckles feel more like your psyche
And it’s likely this hot chocolate will burn my tongue
And I know just how hard it is to watch me destroy myself

And I order nothing
I can’t afford to treat you right
I order nothing
You should be angry, you probably might be

I order nothing
I can’t afford to treat you right
I order nothing
We’ll both be done by the end of the night

Woah…
I hope something in this parking lot will hit me
So please dip, talk sh#t with lip, and then just ask why you got with me
I have never understood your sayings

Rip a box of Timbits limb from limb
Hope it acts like a voodoo doll
Who can i call?
And i order nothing

I can’t afford to treat you right
You should be angry, you probably might be
I order nothing
I can’t afford to treat you right

I order nothing
We’ll both be done by the end of the night
Hey…
She says

“I find it irresistible, the way you break me
And take me from myself
So take me away
Pop me in the back seat of a cab

Put me on a bus up north
Or book me a flight out east
And pray that I don’t think that’s f#cked.”
And i order nothing

I can’t afford to treat you right
You should be angry, you probably might be
I order nothing
I can’t afford to treat you right

I order nothing
We’ll both be done by the end of the night
Hey…
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Cookin’ with Grandma Lyrics – Time Hortons

Cookin’ with Grandma

Time Hortons