They don't call it love for nothing
When you're losing now
I thought you'd be around
Now i'm staring at the ceiling
I lose the will to try
When you never want to compromise
Losing touch up on the front porch
You're hoping i'm leaving sometime soon
Just never let it get to you
A new face every weekend
Try to move along
To the pace of that same old song
And you'll say "Yeah you're such a bore
Making songs outta me
What ever happened to privacy"
If you're so done then find an out
Losing touch up on the front porch
You're hoping i'm leaving sometime soon
Just never let it get to you
And i've seen all that could've been
Don't want nothing to do with it
Just never let it get to you
Modern art
Watching my own fall apart
Drunk out on the curb
For my lack of a better word
Losing touch up on the front porch
You're hoping i'm leaving sometime soon
Just never let it get to you
And i've seen all that could've been
Don't want nothing to do with it
Just never let it get to you