Permanent - Joey Ryan

I think I’m going to work construction

Just to make something of myself

I can’t live off these childhood trophies on my shelf

I want to get my hands dirty

I want to feel a burning in my legs

I want more than a receipt for what I paid

Everybody loves something new

'Cause you can open it and plug it in

And it feels like a good night’s sleep

Like the girl you like paid you a compliment

They can keep the change and they can keep 'em coming they can talk to who’s

listening

I’m still looking for something a little more permanent

I am not a poet

Show me the easy way and I’ll do it

No one could ever say that I’ve been trying way too hard

Everything that I have ever owned

Got dusty and old

So I threw it out just to make myself some room

I’m like everybody I love something new

'Cause you can open it and plug it in

And it feels like a good night’s sleep

Like the girl you like paid you a compliment

They can keep the change and they can keep 'em coming;

they can talk to who’s

listening

I’m still looking for something that I can die with

If my luck is running out

Please don’t let it be so with love

It’s been a long year, but I’m not ready to give up

Even If I lay ten million bricks

And they break through the summer haze

Someone will come around and bulldoze them down some day

Because everybody loves something new

You get rid of what came before

And it feels like a long hot shower

Like getting in your bed when the sheets are warm

So they can keep construction and they can keep 'em coming and I won’t be

listening

I found something a little more permanent

I found someone that I can die with