Is there a county line in this god damn state
That's got a memory of something that I could relate to
A future, a forecast, just anything better than this?
I don't believe in the karma that comes from your punches
But I wish that I could say I could hold onto something until morning, or next week
Until your time runs out
I almost went back to that place today
The one that I used to live for
I realized that home was just four walls and you
And I don't need you anymore
I will try to conceal me, but I can't throw away the key that unlocks what reveals me
No one understands the kind of man I am
So I guess I'll just have to hold out here for you to pick up and start again
But I can't hold on that long
I don't need to make amends
I won't re-write our song
I don't need to make amends
I won't f*cking make amends
I will try to conceal me, but I can't throw away the key that unlocks what reveals me
No one understands the kind of man I am
So I guess I'll just have to hold out here for you