Your Mother's House

You're not, gonna see me today
We had the time of our lives now I'm going away
And your smile, makes no difference at all
Cause it's the stop that kills you not the size of the fall
And I'm a good guy, on any given day
And it's the right time, for me to come out and say
I know this probably comes as an unpleasant surprise
But I'm tired of my own bullshit and I probably like guys

And I'm the wasted pill on the window sill at your mother's house
I tried to fit our picture in the frame
Til I realized there's no way out
So here's my toast to sleepless nights
And panicked states under the neon lights
In the end, you were always right

And I hardly spoke, after the punch of the joke
We could go out for a walk but I'd just probably smoke
Relax, drunk darts don't count
And my words are maligned but I've got plenty of time
While I'm all alone and waiting at the back of the line
Baby you might hate but just wait and see
Cause this party's getting started and I fucking agree

And I'm the wasted pill on the window sill at your mother's house
I tried to fit our picture in the frame
Til I realized there's no way out
So here's my toast to sleepless nights
And panicked states under the neon lights
In the end, you were always right
Alright

And I'm the wasted pill on the window sill at your mother's house
And I'm the waster pill on the window sill at your mother's house
You're not, gonna see me today
You're not gonna see me today
You're not gonna see me today
And you're not, gonna see me



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin John Hooker
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