This futon I crashed on in college
Well, it ain’t our bed
But at least it don’t smell like you
Patron up on the counter
Well, it ain’t your red
And them long stems are long gone, too
Put that record on, took your pictures off the shelf
Aw, ‘cause every little bit helps
Might not get me all the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walking right out of your valley of the shadow of death
Step by step
I’m getting out from under that spell you put on me
I know you just left, and I know I might only be
One night in to your goodbye gone kinda hell
Aw, but every little bit helps
And this fiver might only spin my tires
To the other side of town
But at least I’m outta this house
And this dive’s tired
And the band, man it ain’t my sound
But at least they’re playing it loud
Two beers in, and I’ll be long gone come twelve
Aw,’ cause every little bit helps
Might not get me all the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walking right out of your valley of the shadow of death
Step by step
I’m getting out from under that spell you put on me
I know you just left, and I know I might only be
One night in to your goodbye gone kinda hell
Aw, but every little bit helps
Every sip, every drink
That girl, that wink
Ain’t much, but I think
That every little bit helps
Might not get me all the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walking right out of your valley of the shadow of death
Step by step
I’m getting out from under that spell you put on me
I know you just left, and I know I might only be
One night in to your goodbye gone kinda hell
Aw, but every little bit helps
Aw, yeah, every little bit helps
