Once a day I think about the little crimes you've done Once a day I think about them and on busy days it goes away But other days I torch a Chick Fil A On my walk to work I can hear her calm surrender That building's got more soul than you Four floor, flagship store, everything on fire Profits lost, products tossed, everything on fire Once a day I think about the little lies you tell Once a day I think about them and on busy days it goes away But other days I torch a Chick Fil A If you had a...