plaster

I guess it's hard to say goodbye to something that you never realized
Would be gone
I know it's hard to look back and
reimagine what it would be like if you were still
By my side

Whatever kills me faster
Cigarettes and plaster dot my floor
It's on my feet when I walk
To the back door
Whatever kills me faster
Cigarettes and plaster dot my floor
It's on my feet when I walk
To the back door

It's on my feet

I know I'm not
What you wanted
Even though I gave you everything I had
You hide emotions
Behind your face so when you cry
Its an admission of defeat

I guess it's hard to say goodbye to something that you never realized
Would be gone
I know it's hard to look back and
reimagine what it would be like if you were still
By my side

Whatever kills me faster
Whatever kills me faster I realized
Whatever kills me faster
Cigarettes and plaster dot my floor
It's on my feet

How does it feel to watch somebody tell you
there's nothing you can do to make them stay



Credits
Writer(s): Griffin Meehan, Truman Sinclair
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