Thanks for Nothing
Just let it out
Drink 'til I forget my name
Every ounce of alcohol to keep me in my place
I walk back home
At the end of this long day
Realize that I could never drink enough
To forget I'm afraid to die alone
I pull you close
My lips caress your skin
Your pale touch beings to warm my hands as I breathe in
I'm out of lies
To tell you all the time
Maybe I could call you
I would hate for you to be home all alone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Dark rooms
Places I should never be
With people, I've never met before
And things I shouldn't see
But I survived
Just long enough to see the light
But I still think about the chills you sent crawling up my spine
And after all
That we've been through
We can waste away an afternoon
With talk about our favorite shitty bands
And all the trips that we had planned
Finding comfort in things I don't understand
And things I'll probably never get to see
Like Lake Louise and giant redwood trees
Things I'll probably never get to see
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
There is a million things I'll never get to see
Drink 'til I forget my name
Every ounce of alcohol to keep me in my place
I walk back home
At the end of this long day
Realize that I could never drink enough
To forget I'm afraid to die alone
I pull you close
My lips caress your skin
Your pale touch beings to warm my hands as I breathe in
I'm out of lies
To tell you all the time
Maybe I could call you
I would hate for you to be home all alone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Dark rooms
Places I should never be
With people, I've never met before
And things I shouldn't see
But I survived
Just long enough to see the light
But I still think about the chills you sent crawling up my spine
And after all
That we've been through
We can waste away an afternoon
With talk about our favorite shitty bands
And all the trips that we had planned
Finding comfort in things I don't understand
And things I'll probably never get to see
Like Lake Louise and giant redwood trees
Things I'll probably never get to see
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
You fucked it up for everyone
Oh what have you done
There is a million things I'll never get to see
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Writer(s): Austin Barlow
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