I'm still not sleeping
I'm still not dreaming
In fact I'm exactly the same
As the last time we met
Last weekend
Thought I saw you screaming
In some gnarly bar
Along with some self-loathing punk band
I was wrong
But it got me to call you again
Because I think you'd like them
I think you'd dig their songs
It's like we talked about
That night at the pancake house
How we hate to be sad
But long to hear sad people singing
I understand, I do
You had to move
It sucks here
I know why you had to go
But my family and my friends are here in the end
And this too-small bigoted town is worth it for them
I still want the coastlines
But I still want the short drives
I want to get shitfaced with you
And find some havoc to wreak
Brant's still my go-to guy
Wes is down almost anytime
There's a party at Jake's tonight
We're gonna drink and dance
You should have heard what Jason said
At Abbey's playing Circle of Death
He's still cracking us up all the time
Just like he always did
Yeah, we all remain
And we talk about you every day
I still have that shirt of yours I stained
I keep it in my dresser
I understand, I do
You had to move
It sucked here for you
I know why you had to go
But my family and my friends are here in the end
And this f*cked up bigoted town is worth it for them
At least for now
I still have that shirt of yours I stained
I leave it in my dresser