memories of glow in the dark stars on your ceiling
did they keep away the nightmares like your mom said?
still littering the guest room as they slowly plummet
to that old and unkept decrepit carpet

a boyhood bed and old packs of cigarettes
are all that this fucking rooms even got left
since you’ve gone
so has your spirit
since you’ve gone
so has your spirit

hearing the voices of best friends by the creek
and the tug on the branch from that old rope-swing
the taste of the water as it hits your tongue
filled with gasoline and oil it’s been there all along

what was it that you told me on the phone
that you wished i was there because you felt so alone
insensitivity and apathy were all i ever knew
and still what i know if its what i wrote

Cause I’ve aged with the years my skin doesn’t hold up as well
i've been on my own living and dying in hell
watching old home movies of the times that i regret
just in the hope the images i can finally forget

because life is just moments of suffering
when the fuck will I find what makes me happy?
can’t move on and i can’t find a feeling
until then I’ll be in the car wishing I left

because life is just moments of suffering
when the fuck will i find what makes me happy?
instead of killing time at some dead end job
I hate that this what it’s come too

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