Weigh It All Out
Style: Pop punk

[Verse 1]
Someone's stacking crates at dawn
Brass scale creaks on the wooden stall
Paper bags all lined up ready
You're the reason we come along

[Pre-chorus]
Tip the scale, watch it climb
Nothing on this stall could weigh you
We're running out of time

[Chorus]
Elis, put you on the scale
No number's ever gonna nail it
Bring the bags, we'll fill them up
Elis, this whole street's your palace

[Verse 2]
Every stall knows your name now
They save the good stuff just for you
Twist the bag, hand it over
Nothing here says thank you enough

[Bridge]
We could empty out the market
Pile it high and still fall short
Some things were never made for measuring
You're the one we're grateful for

[Chorus]
Elis, put you on the scale
No number's ever gonna nail it
Bring the bags, we'll fill them up
Elis, this whole street's your palace

[Outro]
Fold the bags, the stall goes quiet
Happy birthday, heaviest heart in town

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