The way we are the way we've been
I jot it down with a single pen
With a glass of juice and a bit of gin
Here I am calling you drunk again
Feel so pathetic
When I left the message
Hold off the puke just for a second
Complete my sentence
End call Leave the bar
Relieve my stomach then I get inside the car
Street lamps blur contrast to us parked
Pass outside just staring at the stars
Wake up, you're still not there
No kiss good mornings and morning breathe to share
Shit I got alotta to do today
F*ck why do I even care?
Drive to work, same old songs
Wondering how I let it all go wrong
Was it money, cars, the size of my dick?
Or the fact that we never really got along
"Probably the latter man"
I know motherf*cker shut up.
Works done, grab a bite
Going Down town on a Friday night
Get bored after a beer or two
So I head back home to write
Pen to paper
Cannot hate her
Write it down to let all these emotions taper
I don't blame her
She was doing both of us a favor
That's what I tell myself before I go to bed.
Writing these words from the bottom of my f*cking head.
Ghosts of stars
Fading away
Remnants of what was
Of you yesterday
"Grown up on the same advice, and our time was right. Keep a place for me, for me"
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The way we are the way we've been
I jot it down with a single pen
With a glass of juice and a bit of gin
Here I am calling you drunk again
Feel so pathetic
When I left the message
Hold off the puke just for a second
Complete my sentence
End call Leave the bar
Relieve my stomach then I get inside the car
Street lamps blur contrast to us parked
Pass outside just staring at the stars
Wake up, you're still not there
No kiss good mornings and morning breathe to share
Shit I got alotta to do today
F*ck why do I even care?
Drive to work, same old songs
Wondering how I let it all go wrong
Was it money, cars, the size of my dick?
Or the fact that we never really got along
"Probably the latter man"
I know motherf*cker shut up.
Works done, grab a bite
Going Down town on a Friday night
Get bored after a beer or two
So I head back home to write
Pen to paper
Cannot hate her
Write it down to let all these emotions taper
I don't blame her
She was doing both of us a favor
That's what I tell myself before I go to bed.
Writing these words from the bottom of my f*cking head.
Ghosts of stars
Fading away
Remnants of what was
Of you yesterday
"Grown up on the same advice, and our time was right. Keep a place for me, for me"
I jot it down with a single pen
With a glass of juice and a bit of gin
Here I am calling you drunk again
Feel so pathetic
When I left the message
Hold off the puke just for a second
Complete my sentence
End call Leave the bar
Relieve my stomach then I get inside the car
Street lamps blur contrast to us parked
Pass outside just staring at the stars
Wake up, you're still not there
No kiss good mornings and morning breathe to share
Shit I got alotta to do today
F*ck why do I even care?
Drive to work, same old songs
Wondering how I let it all go wrong
Was it money, cars, the size of my dick?
Or the fact that we never really got along
"Probably the latter man"
I know motherf*cker shut up.
Works done, grab a bite
Going Down town on a Friday night
Get bored after a beer or two
So I head back home to write
Pen to paper
Cannot hate her
Write it down to let all these emotions taper
I don't blame her
She was doing both of us a favor
That's what I tell myself before I go to bed.
Writing these words from the bottom of my f*cking head.
Ghosts of stars
Fading away
Remnants of what was
Of you yesterday
"Grown up on the same advice, and our time was right. Keep a place for me, for me"
Writer: Lauren Houdek
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