Pull
Stupid in my love
It wouldn't be the first time
Roll the windows down but keep the thoughts inside
Barely alive
A machine adds the time
Just kiss my eyes and pull the trigger
If it falls apart, it wouldn't be the first time
Turn the TV on and keep the thoughts inside
You say you know the end is near
Not even the burnouts still show their faces here
I'm barely alive
A machine adds the time
Just kiss my eyes and pull the trigger
Oh, you got me good
I could write a list of the things I miss but you got me good
When I'm old and tired
When I forget why you're not with me
When my mind just wanders on a loop like there's nothing left to think
When my friends are all dead or living in a home
When I can't remember what I did that made you go
You'll be living off the interest in some California town
With a king sized bed and a bag of chips and the same four TV shows on loop
Yeah, I know you
Even after all the years I doubt that you will change
You only changed when I wanted you to stay the same
And not just look the same
There's no songs I can write to recover the time
I abandoned my home on the west coast
I don't think you even tried
There's nothing I could buy now that I have more money than time
Now that the skies are on fire
Surely it's a fucking sign
It wouldn't be the first time
Roll the windows down but keep the thoughts inside
Barely alive
A machine adds the time
Just kiss my eyes and pull the trigger
If it falls apart, it wouldn't be the first time
Turn the TV on and keep the thoughts inside
You say you know the end is near
Not even the burnouts still show their faces here
I'm barely alive
A machine adds the time
Just kiss my eyes and pull the trigger
Oh, you got me good
I could write a list of the things I miss but you got me good
When I'm old and tired
When I forget why you're not with me
When my mind just wanders on a loop like there's nothing left to think
When my friends are all dead or living in a home
When I can't remember what I did that made you go
You'll be living off the interest in some California town
With a king sized bed and a bag of chips and the same four TV shows on loop
Yeah, I know you
Even after all the years I doubt that you will change
You only changed when I wanted you to stay the same
And not just look the same
There's no songs I can write to recover the time
I abandoned my home on the west coast
I don't think you even tried
There's nothing I could buy now that I have more money than time
Now that the skies are on fire
Surely it's a fucking sign
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Writer(s): Brian Vaughn
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