Get High Lyrics - 12 Stories - Brandy Clark

She hates her job, loves her kids 

Bored with her husband 

Tired of the same old list of things to do 

So when the to-dos have all been done 

She sits down at the kitchen table 

And rolls herself a fat one 

Smoke so sweet fills the air 

She maybe ought to crack a window 

But all she can do is stare at the paint 

That's been peeling off the walls 

A couple tokes and her troubles don't seem all that tall 

[Chorus] 

You know life will let you down 

Love will leave you lonely 

Sometimes to only way to get by 

Is to get high 

She laughs out loud at who she used to be 

A girl who'd a looked down on 

A woman's moking weed in her kitchen 

Sometimes she misses those younger days 

Seeing the world through rose colored glasses 

Instead of this purple haze 

[Chorus] 

You know life will let you down 

Love will leave you lonely 

Sometimes to only way to get by 

Is to get high 

So she tucks her kids in at night 

Kisses her husband turns off the light 

And talks to God 

Says Lord gel me accept what I cannot change 

But until I learn to do that 

Thanks for the Mary Jane