TAKE-OUT
by Jordan Ward
From the album: Backward
Duration: 01:38
Lyrics for TAKE-OUT
Eating takeout on the holidays So tell lil' cuz to save me a plate And send pictures by the fireplace Maybe y'all could photoshop my face I've got Mondays and Sundays spread throughout the week And this path of mine isn't cut out for me So I traced the lines, but didn't picture I would be Hunched over this paper plate on my balcony, no Think of my face, think of my face When you're saying grace, when you're saying grace Next time we'll be close, I need you to know Late in this life, I may take out on holidays Maybe just one day, I can come home to you There's surely a better way than takeout on holidays I know one day, I'll be home with you Home with you I'll be home with you (I'll be home) I'll be home with you I'll be home with you (my bad, that's my bad)