Footsteps in the snow
Blue lips so cold
Things are going to get worse before they get better
Tied down and fed a dose of midwestern weather
This streak of good luck doesn't mean much
Optimism is nothing but a crutch
And every sappy story in this town has got to be a lie
Missed my happy ending
Let's give it one more try
Wasting time while the cards are stacked against me
All this pressure in my head is perfect agony
I'll walk through these halls and fake a smile
But every day is a downward spiral
This streak of good luck doesn't mean much
Optimism is nothing but a crutch
And every sappy story in this town has got to be a lie
Missed my happy ending
Let's give it one more try
Played Out - Midwestern Weather Lyrics
Played Out - Midwestern Weather Lyrics
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Footsteps in the snow
Blue lips so cold
Things are going to get worse before they get better
Tied down and fed a dose of midwestern weather
This streak of good luck doesn't mean much
Optimism is nothing but a crutch
And every sappy story in this town has got to be a lie
Missed my happy ending
Let's give it one more try
Wasting time while the cards are stacked against me
All this pressure in my head is perfect agony
I'll walk through these halls and fake a smile
But every day is a downward spiral
This streak of good luck doesn't mean much
Optimism is nothing but a crutch
And every sappy story in this town has got to be a lie
Missed my happy ending
Let's give it one more try
Blue lips so cold
Things are going to get worse before they get better
Tied down and fed a dose of midwestern weather
This streak of good luck doesn't mean much
Optimism is nothing but a crutch
And every sappy story in this town has got to be a lie
Missed my happy ending
Let's give it one more try
Wasting time while the cards are stacked against me
All this pressure in my head is perfect agony
I'll walk through these halls and fake a smile
But every day is a downward spiral
This streak of good luck doesn't mean much
Optimism is nothing but a crutch
And every sappy story in this town has got to be a lie
Missed my happy ending
Let's give it one more try
Writer: Played Out
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid