When I was a kid I used to live across the street from my best friend
We f*cked around in storm drains
Set shit on fire
Trying to have the kind of fun you think you're supposed when you're young
But now I find myself always complaining about how old i'm feeling
I know that you're sad and the world just makes you mad
All the happiness is slowly getting f*cked up
Feeling separated?
Feeling f*cking jaded?
Sometimes I want to walk out in the street and close my eyes
So I can't fathom how you feel or if you even know what's real but trust me
Friends like you are worth the bleeding throat i've got from all this screaming
I know that you're sad and the world just makes you mad
Every sky you see is slowly turning grey
But you're strong and you're brave and you're going to be ok
I know that you can make it through today
I'm thinking that i'm probably going to quit
I'm thinking that i've had about enough of all of it
I'm thinking that i'm probably going to finish off this gin
And empty out my guts and probably end up on your couch again