You Get The Point Candy Corn
[Verse 1]
I feel like candy corn in late December
I feel like fireworks in mid-July
I feel like an old address that you just can't remember
You get the point, you get the point, you get the point

[Verse 2]
Of both of my regrets, you were the lesser
Not by choice but by default
Like a dirty old matchbook hidden in my dresser
You get the point, you get the point, you get the point

[Bridge]
Young men shall have visions
Old men shall have dreams
Poor men shall have wishes
And rich men shall have schemes
So fire up those great dividers
Those kicker boxes in your trucks
You can move where roads are wider
Or celebrate the fact that you're stuck
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
And a time will come when we don't have choices
And words will echo off satin and pine
So say it out loud while we still have voices
You get the point, you get the point, you get the point
You get the point, you get the point, you get the point