Mr. Fixer Upper TRADUÇÃO - ASTN (Impressão)

Mr. Fixer Upper

Remember that one out Jeep you was drivin' made me nervous

1995, three years since you had it serviced

No tread on the tires, but you didn't mind long as it was workin'

Been a little while now and this whiskey got me wonderin'

If it's anything like you, I can bet you it's still runnin'

Oh, nothin' I could do to prevent what was comin'

'Cause when you told me I broke into

And couldn't do what I always do

I could fix a leak, but not you leadin'

I could patch a hole, but you still see it

And I got a thousand tools in this box, but I don't need 'em

I could fix a sink, or a door when it's creakin'

I could have a go at that shelf that's uneven

And I got a thousand screws in this box, but I won't need them

Yeah, yeah, it's so hard to admit it that I'm stuck here wishin' you would call

But some things just can't be fixed at all

Remember back when you used to have to come and get me

Out that damn garage that had always kept me busy

But now the four walls ain't the only thing that's empty

'Cause when you told me I broke into

And couldn't do what I always do

I could fix a leak, but not you leadin'

I could patch a hole, but you still see it

And I got a thousand tools in this box, but I don't need 'em

I could fix a sink, or a door when it's creakin'

I could have a go at that shelf that's uneven

And I got a thousand screws in this box, but I won't need them

Yeah, yeah, it's so hard to admit it that I'm stuck here wishin' you would call

But some things just can't be fixed at all

Sr. Consertador

Lembra daquele Jeep que você dirigia e me deixava nervoso

1995, três anos desde que você fez a revisão

Sem borracha nos pneus, mas você não se importava enquanto funcionasse

Já faz um tempinho e essa bebida me faz pensar

Se for igual a você, aposto que ainda tá pegando

Ah, nada que eu pudesse fazer pra evitar o que vinha

Porque quando você me disse que eu quebrei a regra

E não consegui fazer o que sempre faço

Eu poderia consertar um vazamento, mas não você me guiando

Eu poderia tapar um buraco, mas você ainda vê

E eu tenho mil ferramentas nessa caixa, mas não preciso delas

Eu poderia consertar uma pia, ou uma porta rangendo

Eu poderia tentar arrumar aquela prateleira que tá torta

E eu tenho mil parafusos nessa caixa, mas não vou precisar deles

É, é tão difícil admitir que tô preso aqui desejando que você ligasse

Mas algumas coisas simplesmente não têm conserto

Lembra quando você vinha me buscar

Daquela maldita garagem que sempre me deixava ocupado

Mas agora as quatro paredes não são a única coisa vazia