if this is a test, i'm losing my shit.
there's more to life then liquor poured into clear glasses
passed across the bar as you continue to look classless
there's more to life then these rose covered lenses
that change your sight and abandon all your senses
there's more to life then being a lush
silencing these words with a hush, hush
there's more to life then any of this
yet here we all just sit
spinning out of rotation
i don't know where to go or what to say
is this how i'm destined to spend my days
lately i've never been able to sleep
it could be from all the secrets i think you keep
we'll divide our assets and our record collection
i guess that's the end of this life lesson
i write terribly but honestly it's better to just get it all out. it's not about how drunk you get. it's not about what posh bar you're going to. nah, it's not about any of that. it's about standing on a balcony in a dive bar/venue with some of your best friends shouting the words to 90's songs at a band that was broken up for seven years.
it's called heart.
it's called talent.
it's called loyalty.
you, you have none of these. i have collected every ounce i have of those three things and rolled them into these fingers to write. you have a problem with that, fuck off, click the x, never come back. i don't matter to you anyway do i? i don't think so.
so go, drive the car drunk, get stopped by the police. i should feel bad about this, but for years i've had to read about what you felt...well guess what. now it's time to change the tables, play a reverse. it's MY turn.
tonight the headphones will deliver you the words i cannot say
you can't take back the damage done, this is the last time you will shine
shine on.
passed across the bar as you continue to look classless
there's more to life then these rose covered lenses
that change your sight and abandon all your senses
there's more to life then being a lush
silencing these words with a hush, hush
there's more to life then any of this
yet here we all just sit
spinning out of rotation
i don't know where to go or what to say
is this how i'm destined to spend my days
lately i've never been able to sleep
it could be from all the secrets i think you keep
we'll divide our assets and our record collection
i guess that's the end of this life lesson
i write terribly but honestly it's better to just get it all out. it's not about how drunk you get. it's not about what posh bar you're going to. nah, it's not about any of that. it's about standing on a balcony in a dive bar/venue with some of your best friends shouting the words to 90's songs at a band that was broken up for seven years.
it's called heart.
it's called talent.
it's called loyalty.
you, you have none of these. i have collected every ounce i have of those three things and rolled them into these fingers to write. you have a problem with that, fuck off, click the x, never come back. i don't matter to you anyway do i? i don't think so.
so go, drive the car drunk, get stopped by the police. i should feel bad about this, but for years i've had to read about what you felt...well guess what. now it's time to change the tables, play a reverse. it's MY turn.
tonight the headphones will deliver you the words i cannot say
you can't take back the damage done, this is the last time you will shine
shine on.