Are We Having Any Fun Yet? - Larkins, ayokay

He waits for the sound of the train to stop

It’s like the second hand on the clock

Is moving, moving in slow-motion

Are we having any fun yet?

She waits, though she knows what he’s about to say

It’s two years, four months, three days

Since they went and fucked it up

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

He walks home from a second job

Late rent, two kids

But he’s doing it, he’s doing it for love

Are we having any fun yet?

She sleeps along in a king-size bed

They said she needs two pills

As a way to sort her head out

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

You’ve got it so bad

You’re wasting your time

You didn’t know that

He’s just not your type

Got dealt the wrong hand

But you don’t want to fight

So you tell your friends that

You’ll be alright

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

Are we having any fun yet?

You’ve got it so bad

You’ve got it so bad

You’ve got it so bad

You’ve got it so bad