Menthol Blunt (Live)

Double standards and a hero's fall from grace
You're not the person I made you out to be
I'm just ashamed to admit I was your friend
So, if you don't mind, I think it's time I leave
Respect is a two-way street, but it seems you've got a one-way mind
And I've worn rose colored glasses while your sights stay misaligned

I'm getting older and it's getting harder to
Lower my standards to keep my place with you
And we both know I was the one who needed change
Cuz I can't find appeal in staying the same
Deny what's in your face, and tell me I was wrong
I'm getting out of your space
I won't let you string me along

Another day, another canceled personality
A cult like echo chamber set on breaking everything
That doesn't stand for a carbon copy mold
Thousands of hypocrites who live on streets of gold
And if I call a cab, would you tell me that's no way home?
Did I keep you around because I'm scared of being alone?

I'm getting older and it's getting harder to
Lower my standards to keep my place with you
And we both know I was the one who needed change
Cuz I can't find appeal in staying the same
Deny what's in your face, and tell me I was wrong
I'm getting out of your space
I won't let you string me along

We both know the person that I used to be
And I'm ashamed that it never once occurred to me
To seek self-improvement

This is the part in the song
Wherein everyone comes together as a family and has a sing-along

I'm getting older and it's getting harder to
Lower my standards to keep my place with you
And we both know I was the one who needed change
Cuz I can't find appeal in staying the same
Deny what's in your face, and tell me I was wrong
I'm getting out of your space
I won't let you string me along