[Verse]
You were talkin' 'bout your truck bed squeakin',
Or was it somethin' 'bout your roof that's leakin'?
I nodded my head like I caught every word,
But truth be told, not a thing I heard.
[Chorus]
Sorry, man, I wasn’t listening,
Got caught up in my own daydreaming.
Your mouth was moving, I was miles away,
Thinkin’ ‘bout fishin’ come Saturday.
[Verse]
You mentioned your boss and his attitude,
Or maybe your ex and some fight anew.
I tried to focus, I gave it a shot,
But my brain left the station, ready or not.
[Chorus]
Sorry, man, I wasn’t listening,
Got caught up in my mental whistling.
Your tale was long, but my mind was gone,
Drifting where the front porch sunsets belong.
[Bridge]
It's not that I don’t care what you gotta say,
It’s just your stories take the scenic way.
I glazed over somewhere ‘round sentence three,
Think I owe you a round for toleratin’ me.
[Chorus]
Sorry, man, I wasn’t listening,
Daydreams of cold beer kept glistening.
Your drama’s big, but my brain’s real small,
Always chasin’ thoughts that got no weight at all.