Monongahela Park
It's been too fucking long
I haven't seen you since we were kids
And I rode a freight train out
To come visit you in Pitt
And you laughed so loud
Let your hand rest on my knee
I sip on a tonic 'cause, I've been trying not to drink
And I flash back to us in Monongahela Park
And the cheap bottle of scotch, we shared as the sky went dark
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
You smile and ask me if we can stay
I'll take you home, you're on the way
We watch as the night starts a slow decay
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
Cherry floats off your cig'
And you say you wanna hear the band
And ask if it's still hard for me to still sing about Diane
And I kinda shrug, "I mean it's not really up to me"
I hand you a light and say, "Dolly still sings about Jolene"
And I flash back to us in Monongahela Park
Where we're chain-smoking at dusk, damaged teenage hearts
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
You said it's been a year since you felt okay
I'll take you home, you're on the way
You lean in and I turn my face away
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
My heart's a nail bomb
I built it so no one could ever get close again
I try to stay calm, but you slam the door, and I'm already shaking
I collapse on the street
I saw the look on your face, I know what it means
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
You leaned in and I turned my face away
I haven't seen you since we were kids
And I rode a freight train out
To come visit you in Pitt
And you laughed so loud
Let your hand rest on my knee
I sip on a tonic 'cause, I've been trying not to drink
And I flash back to us in Monongahela Park
And the cheap bottle of scotch, we shared as the sky went dark
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
You smile and ask me if we can stay
I'll take you home, you're on the way
We watch as the night starts a slow decay
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
Cherry floats off your cig'
And you say you wanna hear the band
And ask if it's still hard for me to still sing about Diane
And I kinda shrug, "I mean it's not really up to me"
I hand you a light and say, "Dolly still sings about Jolene"
And I flash back to us in Monongahela Park
Where we're chain-smoking at dusk, damaged teenage hearts
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
You said it's been a year since you felt okay
I'll take you home, you're on the way
You lean in and I turn my face away
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
My heart's a nail bomb
I built it so no one could ever get close again
I try to stay calm, but you slam the door, and I'm already shaking
I collapse on the street
I saw the look on your face, I know what it means
I'll drive you home, it's getting late
You leaned in and I turned my face away
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Writer(s): Daniel Jason Campbell, Nicholas Steinborn
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