Amends
I woke up with a man in my head that I've never met
Wonder if he's got someplace to go when I'm dead
I never woke up in a stranger's bed
I got 'em up and then I got up and left
I made a stranger out of all my friends
Lit up on loose ends
I let 'em all down and then I got up and left
Start smoking cigarettes
Wonder if they've got someone to miss when I'm dead
And losing touch was never the plan
Still twist the tab before I drink from a can
Please understand
That if my love for you could fight the infection
We'd still be friends
I'd be calling just to see how your week's been
I'd be decent
I'd know more about you now than Instagram
The doctor told me I should make an amends
Who would want to hear from the dead?
I write a lyric like a coward instead
A letter with no address
Wonder who I'll write to next
Made all kinds of excuses not to call back
I'm not a girl
My girl broke up with me
I'm busy with class
The constant company of hands on my neck
Hand to my chest
I would've turned the car around if I could see what's next
Now I live with a constant threat
A new pretext to defend the ways I try to keep the anger in check
Like I said
If my love for you could fight it, I wouldn't have done the rest
You know, I proved you right in the end
Don't try to reason with a dead man
You know, I proved you right in the end
I proved you right in the end
I proved you right in the end
Wonder if he's got someplace to go when I'm dead
I never woke up in a stranger's bed
I got 'em up and then I got up and left
I made a stranger out of all my friends
Lit up on loose ends
I let 'em all down and then I got up and left
Start smoking cigarettes
Wonder if they've got someone to miss when I'm dead
And losing touch was never the plan
Still twist the tab before I drink from a can
Please understand
That if my love for you could fight the infection
We'd still be friends
I'd be calling just to see how your week's been
I'd be decent
I'd know more about you now than Instagram
The doctor told me I should make an amends
Who would want to hear from the dead?
I write a lyric like a coward instead
A letter with no address
Wonder who I'll write to next
Made all kinds of excuses not to call back
I'm not a girl
My girl broke up with me
I'm busy with class
The constant company of hands on my neck
Hand to my chest
I would've turned the car around if I could see what's next
Now I live with a constant threat
A new pretext to defend the ways I try to keep the anger in check
Like I said
If my love for you could fight it, I wouldn't have done the rest
You know, I proved you right in the end
Don't try to reason with a dead man
You know, I proved you right in the end
I proved you right in the end
I proved you right in the end
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Writer(s): Cameron Kidd
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