Honestly, Fuck You

Honestly, fuck you I'm tired
And I wanna go home
Just give me a shower to lie down in
And take hold of my phone

Got your call on a rainy day
Just by chance, I guess it usually rains there
My world didn't end but the sky was slowly falling down

I stepped out from the liquor store
Woke up on the bedroom floor
I'm not being dramatic just on tour there's not much room for us all

Honestly, fuck you I'm tired
And I wanna go home
Just give me a shower to lie down in
And take hold of my phone

Honestly, thank you for trying
Although your pep talk won't work
I just need to gather all my memories
And burn ones that hurt

Couldn't sleep for a couple days
Sang sad songs on every stage
I was drunk spinning out but my band members forgive me now

I was sun shining through the clouds
Just a pleasure to be around
I love being sarcastic just on tour there's not much room for it all

Honestly, fuck you I'm tired
And I wanna go home
Just give me a shower to lie down in
And take hold of my phone

Honestly, thank you for trying
Although your podcast is shit
I just need to catalogue my memories
And burn ones like this

Honestly, thank you for trying



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Sroka
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