Apt 1F
I find the more I say that I don't love you anymore
With poison tears
You erase my youth
I copped a wishless disconnected attitude
Like faithless friends
We betrayed our truths
I live my days out in this dirty crosstown dive
Sweating out
The very thing that's
Keeping me
Alive
Just to write these words, another glass
A melody
A knot once tied too tight
Come untied
Burned too bright
I can't help but laugh sometimes
You're not the girl I had in mind
You're just a product of your time
I'd like to say you left me high and dry
But I can't lie
Your crooked smile
The very thing that made you beautiful
Has died
Only some commit the crime
But we all end up doing time
And pay our fines
Checking years off of our lives
Though I'm stuck with you for now
One day I'll wipe your dirt
From off my brow
And move along
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
But somehow I keep coming back to you
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
Girl, I ain't through with you
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
But somehow I keep coming back to you
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
But somehow I keep coming back to you
This town will make
A bleeding martyr out of you
But somehow I keep coming back to you
With poison tears
You erase my youth
I copped a wishless disconnected attitude
Like faithless friends
We betrayed our truths
I live my days out in this dirty crosstown dive
Sweating out
The very thing that's
Keeping me
Alive
Just to write these words, another glass
A melody
A knot once tied too tight
Come untied
Burned too bright
I can't help but laugh sometimes
You're not the girl I had in mind
You're just a product of your time
I'd like to say you left me high and dry
But I can't lie
Your crooked smile
The very thing that made you beautiful
Has died
Only some commit the crime
But we all end up doing time
And pay our fines
Checking years off of our lives
Though I'm stuck with you for now
One day I'll wipe your dirt
From off my brow
And move along
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
But somehow I keep coming back to you
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
Girl, I ain't through with you
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
But somehow I keep coming back to you
Sun's coming up
And nothing left for me to do
But somehow I keep coming back to you
This town will make
A bleeding martyr out of you
But somehow I keep coming back to you
Credits
Writer(s): Cale Hawkins
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