Halfway through asking you to tell me what you think about
You slipped into the ether
Been spending half my time, grasping at metaphors
And I know it’s not copacetic either
Give it up
In a rut
Bottoms up
What the fuck
My band sucks
Sell my stuff
Was there ever really any chance
Oh, I like your face tattoo
No fear of regret, think that’s why I like you
Thela you, kept me sane, in a fucked up place
Somehow I know, I’ll see you again
I fully realize everything is make-believe
You're my ex-lover, but cool with all the “art" stuff
Sidestep the nausea cause I'd really like to see you there
Semi-permanent side effects of hydrocodon
I don't know
What to say
All our time
Fell away
Wanna die
Everyday
Did it even matter anyway?
Did it even matter anyway??
For you and me now?
OH
I like your face tattoo
No fear of regret, think that’s why I like you
Thela you, kept me sane, in a fucked up place
Hope I don't see you again