I don't know how many times I've wasted my patience
On what's unimportant in hopes that we get along
I'll talk all the shit I want, you won't hear it
And piece by piece you tear me apart
I can't keep up with where you're going
It's clearly showing
And soon you're gone
We're always wanting more
But I sure could use the time
We've been through this before
But it's better when it's hard to find
I can't help thinking about the reasons
You should be leaving
I've got a lot to do
Just not with you
I'll make the worst excuses
To why I'm so reclusive
I'd rather stay inside
Than deal with your shit all night
It's obvious that we're not the same
If things don't work out
Guess we can't complain
We'll pretend it's progress
I never could keep track of all the names
Maybe it's me
I guess there's a lesson
Four pounds of peas
Can't beat great digestion
I'd rather we keep the visitations to a minimum
My lungs are shot from all the chops
Inside my system
But I still can't help feeling out of place
Makes for an interesting story
And I've tried quitting a thousand ways
But I can't get past the morning
Where do we go from here?
Aren't you tired of waiting around for the rich to die?
I miss the warmth
But the people are shitty
I hope that you leave cause you'll do just fine
Pardon the way I articulate my words
It's such a shame when people start changing
And I'm not prepared for the worst
Only take what you need
Seems fair but I'm going nowhere
T first, so you don't waste the greens
Way too domed I can't comprehend all the feelings
The proceeds of this extensive compilation of punk and rock go towards the healthcare costs of beloved musician Dan Wild-Beesley. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2017