Jon's Song
And with this I.V. crying
I get a smile with every tear my blood swallows
It's simple science
That's why we walked away in the first place
There's a party in my room and you uninvited
No open arms to greet you on this sloppy sex afternoon
Maybe next time
Maybe never
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
Wipe the dust from off your nose
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
Your nostril looks so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
A sudden motion sickness
I sense my white ghost still marching on towards your darkness
A slit from a razor
At the wrists of this friendship
It falls apart
There's a funeral in my room
And your guest of honor
No bloodshot eyes to greet you, tabletop snorting afternoon
Maybe next time
Maybe never
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
Wipe the dust from off your nose
(wipe the dust)
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
Your nostril looks so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
Lost time with your mother
And I made your home right next to me
We felt bad for each other
But you can't see among these broken dreams
There's white lines on the table
It's funny, it's funny you can't see
These midnight streets
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
(silence brought)
Wipe the dust from off your nose
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
You look so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
(silence brought)
Wipe the dust from off your nose
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
You look so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
Maybe next time
Maybe never
I get a smile with every tear my blood swallows
It's simple science
That's why we walked away in the first place
There's a party in my room and you uninvited
No open arms to greet you on this sloppy sex afternoon
Maybe next time
Maybe never
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
Wipe the dust from off your nose
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
Your nostril looks so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
A sudden motion sickness
I sense my white ghost still marching on towards your darkness
A slit from a razor
At the wrists of this friendship
It falls apart
There's a funeral in my room
And your guest of honor
No bloodshot eyes to greet you, tabletop snorting afternoon
Maybe next time
Maybe never
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
Wipe the dust from off your nose
(wipe the dust)
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
Your nostril looks so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
Lost time with your mother
And I made your home right next to me
We felt bad for each other
But you can't see among these broken dreams
There's white lines on the table
It's funny, it's funny you can't see
These midnight streets
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
(silence brought)
Wipe the dust from off your nose
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
You look so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
Lost time off your path
The long phone calls that silence brought
(silence brought)
Wipe the dust from off your nose
I sing this song cause I lost hope in you
It's kinda funny how you're bleeding now
You look so small and proud
I thought about you every day
You fucking scum bag
Maybe next time
Maybe never
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Writer(s): Paul Merino
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