1. |
Home Team Bleachers
01:20
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Its been four years since we chose who we want to be
And my parents still giving me advice I don't need
You can still catch us playing ball on Flallon st.
Waiting for the field lights to brighten up our week
I'm tired of waiting
She's always complaining
That we're stuck in this red light for too long
So many questions
Too many directions
Not many suggestions
This is what we've become.
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2. |
Mudbutt
01:48
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This is how everything starts
we get so caught up in thoughts
of leaving everything behind us.
You're under my roof my rules
its like you don't have a clue
of what really goes on with my life, so
I know everything you said was for the best
but here we go again.
Just let me go
because you've set me back 4 fucking years
And every time you said to go straight to bed
just know I wrote this one just for you.
I know everything you said was full shit
and I hate every word.
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3. |
Excelsior Lights
03:24
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And its been so long since we're all been on Flalons street
Sharing the same thoughts and laughing at our stupidity
But I can't complain this happens with my friends everyday
No I can't complain, we're bored together we'll be okay
I probably said this a thousand times
but they're the ones making the best of nights
The days we carved our names under the top bunk
it marks the memories of how things use to be.
Do you remember the times the we said,
We'll grow up fast and we won't last
But we'll split ways in the end
But then
You said, you said, you said this will last forever
You said, you said, you said this will last forever.
And every moment I spend with you guys
It feels like we've known each other for thousands of lives
And yes, I must confess
This is the closest thing to family that I can get
I probably said this a thousand times
but they're the ones making the best of nights
These field lights keep getting dimmer and dimmer
As we keep getting older and older.
Do you remember the times the we said,
We'll grow up fast and we won't last
But we'll split ways in the end
But then
You said, you said, you said this will last forever
You said, you said, you said this will last forever.
Don't lose touch, i've been working all day
We're too strong to fade away
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4. |
Still Waiting
03:56
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I take a step forward but you take two steps back
You sat there with a smile and I stood there in denial
And now im piss drunk and youre pissed off
Nothing makes sense to me at all
And all these missed calls and these front yard conversations
Lead me to a great discovery that youre holding back somthing
I can see it in your face expression its not a mystery
I'm still waiting
For something that probably won't even happen
My wheels are stuck need traction
Because I'm still waiting
Can't you see the only thing I wanted was just to be me
I've kept the most innocent weapon next to me
A weapon I can't control entirely
But now the safety off and ready to fire at me
A bullet I can't resist a bullet disguised as a kiss
And now your stories are so boring and I can't take another
While I'm thinking you're just spinning in your chair
Slowly moving to conlusions that I'm better off without you
This is pointless this is stupd, what did I get myself into ?
Because I'm not waiting
Can't you see that you've become the worst in me
Because I'm not waiting can't you see
the only thing I wanted was just to be me
And every time you've been
(I'm not waiting)
just so away from me
just know that I have been,
(I stopped caring)
waiting so patiently
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5. |
Crestbrook
03:13
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I've been so cold, it's been 3 weeks too long
and it's been like this since you've been gone
You said you left because it was the best for us
but lately it feels like its more for you
And I know i'm supposed to be the supportive one
and letting you do the things that you have to do
But I'm weak and I'm sore and it feels I can't go on
But I'm tired, yeah I'm tired
I don't want to wait at this red light for too long
and let the time pass by while I'm still stuck in drive
Get back, its not what it seems
It's not how it use to be
And yeah I'm selfish, but yeah you're selfish
Its getting colder, I'm getting colder
And I can feel the color fadding from my eyes
Is this where everything dies
My nights getting longer and my days getting shorter
things here just arn't the same as they use to be.
I'm not some bookmark you can place where you want to
and come in and out when ever the time is right for you
I don't want to wait at this red light for too long
and let the time pass by while I'm still stuck in drive
Get back, its not what it seems
It's not how it use to be
And yeah I'm selfish, but yeah you're selfish
And yeah you're selfish.
Its coming back to me the things that I use to be
I guess things never leave when they mean this much to me.
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6. |
I'm Just Saying
02:25
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You said I was a disappointment, well I guess I might be
Just burn the image you thought of me
It seems that every turn I make
Mistakes keep happening, I've run out of space
I'm done with this
So get me out of this ditch I fell in
Suffocated with everything because you never believed me
(im just saying, my lack of commitment has me tossing and turning)
Was there something I missed ?
I keep letting go when all I want is to stay in this moment
To repeat the moments over and over
Then they said to me, if I regret anything
I regret nothing.
You never believed me
(im just saying, my lack of commitment has me tossing and turning)
Take me back to the days in the sun
when my heart would melt by just having fun.
Take me back to the nights and the moon
when I'd feel violent and lost in my room.
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