i'm alright if you ask me
but you never do
is this thing on?
i'm coming at you
from the side of delicate now

and i never felt better
since i let it go
you find out who your friends are
when the cities cold
you speak like a child

and i'll be reading the french press
and i'll be disconnected

people used to say under their breath
that you got the looks and i got all of the rest
did it work out for the best?

brother don’t you know
brother don’t you know
that jealousy’s a curse
what’s worse is the silence
strange, you’re moving out of range

you keep it alright
it’s good to know
the cup runs over
the overflow
but nothing happens here
the time ticks slow
and the money walks
and the hot air blows
the same chair
and the same crack
in the same window

drinking from a french press
feeling a strange address
did you hear about
the troublemaker you are
did you hear about
i’m having trouble
did you hear about


Lyrics submitted by anthonyyyg

French Press song meanings
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