Get High - 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

You know life will let you down

Love will leave you lonely

Sometimes the 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 smoking weed in her kitchen

Sometimes she misses them younger days

Seeing the world through rose-colored glasses

Instead of this purple haze

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, help me accept what I cannot change

But until I learn to do that

Thanks for the Mary Jane