I am the son of a soap opera town
Mayberry rebel, a middle class clown
You were the back flip doe-eyed
Tree climbing angel from heaven who finally came down
And I never thought that I could be
Getting my gray hair with you beside me
And there’s something I’m blind to
That you still see
And it couldn’t be better, I know
It shouldn’t be easier, oh
Should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
I wanna be the toy in your cereal box
I wanna be Carter at your peace talks
I wanna get almost too familiar
But still notice the way that you walk
And if you said you were going away
I’d run on the tarmac and I would
Lay down in front of the plane
Just to get you to stay
‘Cause it couldn’t be better, I know
It shouldn’t be easier, oh
Should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
I’ve got everything I ever wanted here
Everything and damn this constant fear
Sure I’m gonna lose it all
Just waiting for the other boot to fall
And if you thought I could be replaced
I wouldn’t just stop with an ear
I would cut off my whole fucking face
Just to make my point clear
That it couldn’t be better, I know
It shouldn’t be easier, oh
I should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
