Carolina Heat (You, Me, and Everyone We Know)

We're at the tip-top, yeah, we're not getting any better than this I'm out of lines, girl, We're not getting any smoother than this But could you blame me if I... if I... if I... Took you all for prisoner with just one line, one lie Because I'll be the preacher to all his converts "donate now to my rightful cause" But what good is a quick healing to go? If the lesson is never learned it's just like stitches for show They say the Carolina heat Isn't something that keeping a cool head can beat But don't discount their winter winds And all the cold shoulders that the slightest draft lets in And with empty stomachs and hungry eyes Our only choice was to swallow pride But I guess, I guess you just ate much better than the rest We're at the ground floor But our numbers they only get higher from here It's not the failure, but the cost of success Is the thing I can't help but fear This isn't righteous It's a mid-life crisis I'm not compelled You just convinced me to write this It's for the greater good 'Cause I'd rather be great than good They say the Carolina heat Isn't something that keeping a cool head can beat But don't discount their winter winds And all the cold shoulders that the slightest draft lets in And with empty stomachs and hungry eyes Our only choice was to swallow pride But I guess, I guess you just ate much better than the rest "we're at the ground floor" "it's not the failure" You're skin was appealing wallpaper Now you're skin is just peeling wallpaper You're skin was appealing wallpaper You're skin was appealing wallpaper Now you're skin is just peeling wallpaper You're skin was appealing wallpaper Now your skin is just peeling, your skin is just peeling You're skin was appealing wallpaper Now you're skin is just peeling wallpaper You're skin was appealing wallpaper Now your skin is just peeling, your skin is just peeling Your skin is just peeling off! They say the Carolina heat Isn't something that keeping a cool head can beat But don't discount their winter winds And all the cold shoulders that the slightest draft lets in And with empty stomachs and hungry eyes Our only choice was to swallow pride But I guess, I guess you just ate much better than the rest