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June 26th
02:35
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You broke your promises again
And I know that
This is temporary
You never had the guts to say
You'd rather walk in cliche
Your life's stuck on replay
Go home and sleep the years away
Called out
Called out
Who will help you now
I put up with your shit for 2 years
And I'm done with it
You, Dropped out
Dropped out
Who will save you now
You'll always end up where you started
I know you're lying when you say,
You don't need anything from me
Fuck you for wasting my time
I'm taking back what's mine
You'd rather walk in cliche
Your life's stuck on replay
Go home and sleep the years away
Called out
Called out
Who will help you now
I put up with your shit for 2 years
And I'm done with it
You, Dropped out
Dropped out
Who will save you now
You'll always end up where you started
I never thought that this would be so sad to see you on your back
I never thought that anyone with so much "heart" could be down
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A decade from this coming may
I didn't know how things would be
I miss your smile, forgot your face
Through the years a lot has changed
Times flying by, memories run dry
I just wanted time, to say goodbye
I can't forget all the nights I stayed up
What I'd give to get, You back
Will you come down, I miss having you around
I'm stuck here alone, Put me six feet underground
Where will you be when I hit the bottle
Where will you be when I hit the bottom
My decade started off the same,
Didn't hit me till I saw
The epitaph on your grave
Woe, it left me numb and…
Still searching for, Words to describe
I just wanted time, To say goodbye
I can't forget all the nights I stayed up
What I'd give to get, You back
Will you come down, I miss having you around
I'm stuck here alone, Put me six feet underground
Where will you be when I hit the bottle
Where will you be when I hit the bottom
Times flying by, memories run dry
I just wanted time, To say goodbye
Still searching for, Words to describe
I just wanted time, To say goodbye
Will you come down, I miss having you around
I'm stuck here alone, Put me six feet underground
Where will you be when I hit the bottle
Where will you be when I hit the bottom
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Thinking back, I don't regret a thing
If all the words you said to me are true
I'll never make it through
Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once
I won't forget, what we went through
When we were young, it's all we knew
All we wanted was simple life but life got in the way
I'm still here, waiting for…
Every single moment that you tell yourself
"I want to be someone else"
Remember all the times we shared
In that cold February air
And I Don't care what you have done without me
I know that I'm on your mind
At least it's more than likely
Call me up and tell me you're alright
I'm doing just fine
I know we don't always see eye to eye
And you hate me for that
It's such a shame, I couldn't trust you
When we were young, its what we knew
All we wanted was simple life but life got in the way
I'm still here, waiting for…
Every single moment that you tell yourself
"I want to be someone else"
Remember all the times we shared
In that cold February air
And I Don't care what you have done without me
I know that i'm on your mind
At least it's more than likely
Every single moment that you tell yourself
"I want to be someone else"
Remember all the times we shared
In that cold February air
And I Don't care what you have done without me
I know that i'm on your mind
At least it's more than likely
At least it's more than likely
At least it's more than likely
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