Nothing To Prove

(アルバム： Poets & Prisoners - 2011)

You got feet squeezed
In the heels that hurt
'Cause they go with the job
And they go with the skirt
You gotta look good when you're out there
Climbing ladders

You go above and beyond
And then way beyond that
You do it all, yeah
You where every hat
Hoping someone that matters
Will realize you matter
But all that really matters
Is it's Friday
And the sun is shining over my way

Toss your heels in the back seat
Drive home with your bare feet
Throw in that Van Morrison CD
Chip away, little by little
'Till you find your groove
I'll pick up some take out
We can just hang out
Levi's and wine
Blankets and lights down
Lay your head
Right here on my shoulder
And just be you
When you're with me
You've got nothing to prove

I can listen all night
If you wanna talk
Or we can lay here
And say nothing at all
I already know who you are
And that I love you
So baby take a long deep breath and exhale
'Cause all you gotta be tonight is yourself

Toss your heels in the back seat
Drive home with your bare feet
Throw in that Van Morrison CD
Chip away, little by little
'Till you find your groove
I'll pick up some take out
We can just hang out
Levi's and wine
Blankets and lights down
Lay your head
Right here on my shoulder
And just be you
When you're with me
Girl, you've got nothing to prove

I'll pick up some take out
We can just hang out
Levi's and wine
Blankets and lights down
Lay your head
Right here on my shoulder
And just be you
When you're with me
Girl, you've got nothing to prove
When we're together
We've got nothing to prove