Coffee

I lost a lot of friends to a pretty voice
I’ve got to leave town and I got no choice
I’ve gotta move along and hold my breath
I’ve got to break through before my heart goes dead
You had a choice to make so you left me there
It took about a year but I don’t care
I’ll live out of this suitcase
I’m crashing at your place
Cause all I have are 4 wheels and a backpack
All I have are these bleeding scars for you to laugh at
I guess I’m a loser if that’s what you think
I can’t go out in public without having a drink
I fought through this shit for too long and now I’m done
I swear I’ll pack up my shit and I’m gone
Cause all I have are 4 wheels and a backpack
All I have are these bleeding scars for you to laugh at
I went back home
I met up with her for coffee on the Post Road
I know she won’t put herself up on a shelf
collecting dust for me all alone
Senior year, lighthouse night, and failure
Coffee, dreams of you and me, paradise
Cause all we have are 4 wheels and a backpack
All we have are these bleeding scars for you to laugh at