Come On, Guys (Demo)
Love how you
Disappear if I need you
You're sleeping I get that I want you to know that I try
To figure out
Where I'm going
And where I'm sleeping and how much emotion is showing
And one can only imagine the things that you think of
I want to see the country
Without goodbyes
But I can't afford that
So fuck my life
And all these guessing games
And they all just feel the same and I'm sorry
When did I leave the seventh grade
You feel sick I'm tired I don't even know what to say
Your words can't make my problems go away
You say I lose things
That I can't find
There's no more covers
Left to hide in
You say I'm lazy incompetent I'm always too tired to try
Everyone's stuck living their skewed up version of life
And now I have a job and Bobby's living in Tallahassee
I wish I had tried more
I wish I had tried more
I wish I had tried more
And all these guessing games
And they all just feel the same and I'm sorry
When did I want to go away
I feel sick you're tired I don't even know what to say
My words can't make my problems go away
And all these guessing games
And they all just feel the same and I'm sorry
When did I stop thinking straight
I feel sick I'm tired I don't even know what to say
Your words can't make my problems go away
Disappear if I need you
You're sleeping I get that I want you to know that I try
To figure out
Where I'm going
And where I'm sleeping and how much emotion is showing
And one can only imagine the things that you think of
I want to see the country
Without goodbyes
But I can't afford that
So fuck my life
And all these guessing games
And they all just feel the same and I'm sorry
When did I leave the seventh grade
You feel sick I'm tired I don't even know what to say
Your words can't make my problems go away
You say I lose things
That I can't find
There's no more covers
Left to hide in
You say I'm lazy incompetent I'm always too tired to try
Everyone's stuck living their skewed up version of life
And now I have a job and Bobby's living in Tallahassee
I wish I had tried more
I wish I had tried more
I wish I had tried more
And all these guessing games
And they all just feel the same and I'm sorry
When did I want to go away
I feel sick you're tired I don't even know what to say
My words can't make my problems go away
And all these guessing games
And they all just feel the same and I'm sorry
When did I stop thinking straight
I feel sick I'm tired I don't even know what to say
Your words can't make my problems go away
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Schueneman
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