not waiting on anything
At the corner of a bar that I often frequent
I caught the eye of a fallen man
Easy to say he was lost in the dream
Holding his own hand
Hard fraught lines spill out from his glass
As he raises it to his lips
Shell shocked simple words sustain, tired and irreverent
Fingers wrapped tightly around his mind
Tangled with no way home
Looks at me but as I look away
Oh his gaze it pulls me close
It's hard to tell if he stares through me or directly into my soul
I try to speak up but he's got my tongue
Before I know it he scolds
Oh the truth it that I'll die young
And this place will never change
So I cry at the top of my lungs
That my friends will return again
Oh I'll take all that I can get
'Cause I never saw what I once had
Oh I'll drink here and try my best
I'm giving in
I'm not waiting on anything
The feeling of familiar face settles in
As he opens up to me
He spills stories of love, loss and regret
That brings shaking to my knees
I find it hard to describe the thoughts that unwind
As I ponder my own self worth
And again he recalls his own feelings lost
Between sips he outbursts
Oh the truth it that I'll die young
And this place will never change
So I cry at the top of my lungs
That my friends will return again
Oh I'll take all that I can get
'Cause I never saw what I once had
Oh I'll drink here and try my best
I'm giving in
And the mirror that I face is hard to confront
Speckled with grains of sand
Small little pieces of me
That I imagine I will never understand
I've got shame filled eyes and drunken tears on the floor
Shaking and lost for words
I wanna smash myself into small little pieces
I'm not waiting here anymore
Oh the truth it that I'll die young
And that this place will never change
So I cry at the top of my lungs
That my friends will return again
Oh I'll take all that I can get
'Cause my biggest mistake was not seeing what I once had
I'll drink here and try my best
I'm not waiting on anything
I'm not waiting on anything
I caught the eye of a fallen man
Easy to say he was lost in the dream
Holding his own hand
Hard fraught lines spill out from his glass
As he raises it to his lips
Shell shocked simple words sustain, tired and irreverent
Fingers wrapped tightly around his mind
Tangled with no way home
Looks at me but as I look away
Oh his gaze it pulls me close
It's hard to tell if he stares through me or directly into my soul
I try to speak up but he's got my tongue
Before I know it he scolds
Oh the truth it that I'll die young
And this place will never change
So I cry at the top of my lungs
That my friends will return again
Oh I'll take all that I can get
'Cause I never saw what I once had
Oh I'll drink here and try my best
I'm giving in
I'm not waiting on anything
The feeling of familiar face settles in
As he opens up to me
He spills stories of love, loss and regret
That brings shaking to my knees
I find it hard to describe the thoughts that unwind
As I ponder my own self worth
And again he recalls his own feelings lost
Between sips he outbursts
Oh the truth it that I'll die young
And this place will never change
So I cry at the top of my lungs
That my friends will return again
Oh I'll take all that I can get
'Cause I never saw what I once had
Oh I'll drink here and try my best
I'm giving in
And the mirror that I face is hard to confront
Speckled with grains of sand
Small little pieces of me
That I imagine I will never understand
I've got shame filled eyes and drunken tears on the floor
Shaking and lost for words
I wanna smash myself into small little pieces
I'm not waiting here anymore
Oh the truth it that I'll die young
And that this place will never change
So I cry at the top of my lungs
That my friends will return again
Oh I'll take all that I can get
'Cause my biggest mistake was not seeing what I once had
I'll drink here and try my best
I'm not waiting on anything
I'm not waiting on anything
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Flynn
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