SMALL TOWNS BURN A LITTLE SLOWER LYRICS

"Help! There's A Con Artist Under My Bed!"

I have beliefs that I only call out when it's convenient for me.
It seems like I change my mind more than my clothes.
And my ideas can be just as pungent.
But I don't want to turn this record into a laundry mat.
I just want to know

[Chorus:]
Is it possible to trade in a silver tongue for a heart of gold?
Does anything ever really work out?

I have regrets that I only express when it can make me look best.
Half the day spent wondering where I went wrong.
The other half wondering where I went so right to have this many great things in my life.
I just want to know.

[Chorus]

It's funny the problems that I have the most have no cause to the effect.
And I can't figure out the reason I'm breathing.
It's funny the problems that I had the most had no cause to the effect.
I finally figured out the reason I'm breathing.

[Chorus]

I want you to know.
It is possible to trade in a silver tongue for a heart of gold.

Thanks to Collin Wachter for these lyrics

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