Spilt Milk & Jazz Chords

You search for truth, the words you don't find
Living off pictures of another time
Twisted turns, tell me what's this friendship worth? Nothing to say
It feels like we've been stuck for days
on every phrase
When something doesn't go your way

You gotta do all you can
If you're gonna make it, man
You've got to play your hand
We gotta move on, friend
C'mon!
This is not how things should end

Stupid jazz chords
Spending hours we can't afford
We're closing doors, diminished dreams we shared before
I'm sure that I'm a major seventh bore
When we're on tour I won't fret about your shit anymore

No compromise, we lost our eyes
Contact
No turning back
No promises, exhausted this
Song is all we got

You gotta do all you can
If you're gonna make it, man
You've got to play your hand
We gotta move on, friend
C'mon!
This is not how things should end



Credits
Writer(s): Skylar Coy
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