How To Lose A War
Maybe this vaguely anxious feeling can't compare
To how I think I've gotten by the last few years
And when the walls and floor and ceiling fall apart
I stand in the rubble waiting for my turn
Through alleyways and heart attacks
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it farther than the interstate
Lay my tattered sneakers next to yours
In a box marked how to lose a war
Maybe we're going down in flames
But not defeated just bled out
Through alleyways and heart attacks
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it farther than the interstate
Through alleyways and heart attacks
Through alleyways and heart attacks
I guess we'll learn to live with colder thinner air
Why did we think anyone would care
If no one stops to look up when we're stepping through the door
Cause we're not twenty-one anymore
If we were stronger, better, faster, more prepared
Saw through crystal balls to graying hair
We could've known that no one stops to listen
When we hit the night's first chord
Cause we're not twenty-one anymore
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it back
To how I think I've gotten by the last few years
And when the walls and floor and ceiling fall apart
I stand in the rubble waiting for my turn
Through alleyways and heart attacks
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it farther than the interstate
Lay my tattered sneakers next to yours
In a box marked how to lose a war
Maybe we're going down in flames
But not defeated just bled out
Through alleyways and heart attacks
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it farther than the interstate
Through alleyways and heart attacks
Through alleyways and heart attacks
I guess we'll learn to live with colder thinner air
Why did we think anyone would care
If no one stops to look up when we're stepping through the door
Cause we're not twenty-one anymore
If we were stronger, better, faster, more prepared
Saw through crystal balls to graying hair
We could've known that no one stops to listen
When we hit the night's first chord
Cause we're not twenty-one anymore
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it farther than the interstate
We won't make it back
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Writer(s): Chris Perez, Giuliano Messina, Jordan Calhoun, Michael Nusbaum
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