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i’ve had a lot of time to think about who you've been
and why it’s pathetic that you’re still rotting
in that smoke-stained skin you’ve been bathing in
since the first day i ever met you

how old do you have to get
for this routine to look so deliberate?
you never quit all the habits you’ve made
like cigarettes for dinner and the cheap beer you drink
you’re just rock and roll delusional
and we still taste your stink

the long nights by streetlights were something of a pastime
but we’re not eighteen anymore
if the weight of your world is too heavy to hold
then pack up your shit and go home

give up the gold
you can’t keep depending on people you owe
telling them sweet lies that you’ll get them next time
to keep your intentions on hold
this isn’t a game you can cheat through to play
and expect all your stories to have some meaning
to me you’re just a ghost
a self-absorbed soul with nobody to host

the long nights by streetlights were something of a pastime
but we’re not eighteen anymore
if the weight of your world is too heavy to hold
then pack up your shit and go home
long nights, streetlights, time spent by your side
it’s just not the same anymore
it’s been five years away and still, nothing has changed
this isn’t the world that you know

i’ve got a little bit of worn out patience for your expense
just don’t try to waste my fucking time again

long nights, streetlights, time spent by your side
it’s just not the same anymore
if the weight of your world is too heavy to hold
then pack up your shit and go back home

i’ve got a little bit of worn out patience

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