The Good Years
Is this the end?
Or am I just falling apart before I can see it through
Is what I said
So damn confusing that I'll never hear from you
It's been awhile since I spoke out
And since you moved out of your parents house
When word gets round that we're both in town
You can hit me up or break me down
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking the last shot
I count on the good years
I need my friend
Give me that second chance
So I can spill the truth
I lost my head and now I'm so damn sorry
Wish I would hear from you
Through all the years that we hung out
I never thought we'd have a falling out
When word gets round that we're both in town
You can hit me up or break me down
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking a last shot
I count on the good years
Woahs
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking a last shot
I count on the good years
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking a last shot
I count on the good years
Or am I just falling apart before I can see it through
Is what I said
So damn confusing that I'll never hear from you
It's been awhile since I spoke out
And since you moved out of your parents house
When word gets round that we're both in town
You can hit me up or break me down
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking the last shot
I count on the good years
I need my friend
Give me that second chance
So I can spill the truth
I lost my head and now I'm so damn sorry
Wish I would hear from you
Through all the years that we hung out
I never thought we'd have a falling out
When word gets round that we're both in town
You can hit me up or break me down
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking a last shot
I count on the good years
Woahs
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking a last shot
I count on the good years
So hit me up on the weekend
Cause I don't think I'll be here then
I'm tired of wasting time while I'm breathing
I'm taking a last shot
I count on the good years
Credits
Writer(s): Derek Sorensen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.