Quitter (Live)

I'm sneaking out for a smoke behind the garage
Hoping my mom doesn't notice, but she probably does
We won't talk about it
We don't talk about much
But she loves me and I love her back
And I guess that's enough

'Cause that shit took her dad
And I know it's the last thing she wants for her son
So mom, I'm sorry for that
And I'm sorry for swearing so much
Fuck

I wanna stop
But I'm so stressed out
And it calms me down
That's what I tell myself
Why can't I learn how to do
What I know that I should?
I finally got what you tried to say
All those months ago
It still feels like yesterday
Will I ever make the right move
Not too late

Now Anna's stopping by tonight to pick up her stuff
She'll leave something behind again
Like she always does
But it's fine we'll be back here in no time
When we get tired of looking for
Whatever else we think we might find

And it's more my fault
But it's yours as well
And I'm trying my best
That's what I tell myself
Why can't I mean what I say when I say what I should
I finally understand all that shit you said
Now you say you didn't mean it
But you meant it then
The more we change the more we stay the same
But change is what we get

Now he's passing out at the end of my bar
Tonight I'm serving him drinks
Soon I'll be taking his spot
This neon light is keeping us company
Bathed in the glow

I wake up some days with new reasons to live
They stop calling back
I start drinking again
I've been coping more than celebrating lately
And it's starting to show

The more we change the more we stay the same
The more we change the more we stay the same
The more we change the more we stay the same
But change is what we get
Now they're calling last call and I'm stumbling home alone
They are calling last call and I'm stumbling home alone
They are calling last call and I'm stumbling home alone

Now they're calling last call and I'm stumbling home alone through the snow