Its been weeks and ive been off my Meds
But I'm on to something better
Missing you now feels the same
As when we were together
Ill bet your head is still a mess
And your breath still smells like Miller
I was raised on Irish-Catholic guilt
And packs of cowboy killers
Bridge:
The bees dont waste their time
Explaining to the flies
That honey tastes way better than ****
Chorus:
It feels like im 19 again
"To hell with you and all your friends"
Nothing ever sounds as great
As lovers hearts just as they break
And even if I wanted to
I wont apologize to you
The light from burning bridges
Beats the view of being left out in the dark
V2:
I can hear the rage that fills me
Im addicted to the sound
But I wont stay away from philly
Till im buried in the ground
***** boots and ****** knuckles
Sweaty nights in ****** clubs
I feel more at home in mosh pits
Empty lots more filled with love
Bridge
Chorus x2
Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC
Ill be honest
I can't be honest
If you were here I wouldn't wanna
I shoot daggers in the form of bic pens
And empty bottles
Id set 309 on fire
Melt the tread off all my tires
Grab the sun out of the sky
If you'd just give me the time
Am I asking too much?
Or are you giving too little?
If you miss me so bad
Why can't you meet me in the middle?
If you miss me so bad
If you miss me so bad
Another day another excuse
Another 20 hours waiting for a glimpse of you
Ghosts have made themselves more present
Empty lots have had a better view
God **** the distance you create
The toxic things you facilitate
Pulling pedals off your flowers
Naming all the things I hate
Am I asking too much
Or are you giving too little?
If you miss me so bad
Why can't you meet me in the middle?
If you miss me so bad
If you miss me so bad.
You dont miss me anymore
You miss the way I make you feel
Hang my heart out on a string
Just enough to keep it real
If I cut myself wide open
And I bled out on this page
Would you recognize my insides
Or my unabated rage?
Am I asking too much
Or are you giving too little?
If you miss me so bad
Why can't you meet me in the middle?
If you miss me so bad
If you miss me so bad.
Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 12:37 AM UTC
If my face was a screen
Maybe then I'd feel seen
But my touch don't fill you up with dopamine
My body's made of driftwood
Mismatched boards and rusty nails
My heart is burning oil just to beat
If i came with applications
To give you instant gratification
Maybe then you could never put me down
So ill fight for your attention
Every like and every mention
Hope that next year you will still keep me around
My soul is tired and old
Run on heat from soot and coal
But these tracks are the only home I know
Melt the skin from off my bones
Walk the wires for telephones
Through cyber spaces colder than December snow
If my mouth was a TV
Maybe then someone would hear me
Its like screaming under water trying to feel
But I'll never be the same
Lace my boots with pain and shame
Never knowing what the **** is ever real
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 7:39 PM UTC