Cinnamon Toast

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We don't apologize for the way we are
Handling any situation that goes too far
I was looking forward to one day

Cinnamon toast on a Sunday
Wheels up on a Monday
You let me down, wrong way in a one-way town
Coming home and being locked out

A bitter feeling but I'm strong now
How can you wait up for me
When I'm not coming home
How can you wait up for me

When I'm not coming home
These feelings are mixed and what a son of a bitch
Seems I missed what I missed and got to do what I did
But it don't matter to me

I'll turn around and just leave
Don't make me less of a man
Just one who knows where he stands
I'll be fine, don't wait around

Convince myself, don't sit and pout
The world is bigger than we think
But small when stuck within
I'm growing smarter by the minute

Watch the seconds as they spin
I chose the path, now watch me live it
I'll be buried with my sins
I don't want to stay away

From the things I love and every day
When the sun comes up it makes me think
Where did I go wrong with everything
How did I get here and what's the old me think

What will the future bring
And where does this life go
How can you wait up for me
When I'm not coming home

How can you wait up for me
When I'm not coming home
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Credits
Writer(s): George Quint
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