Even best laid plans of mice and men
Prove ill-advised
I wonder why
Cause I've been stumbling sentences
With romantic intentions
In a constant state of flux
I'm f*cking done
I crumpled up my best suit
And stuffed the whole thing
In the damn ceiling
Falling asleep on the back porch
Riding around in your dad's car
Nothing in life could be better
Than pouring a drink on the front porch
Stumbling drunk through your mom's house
I don't ever want you to change
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
That I feel this way about you
That I'm falling off the grid
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
Falling asleep on the back porch
Stumbling drunk to your dad's car
Nothing in life could better
Than pouring a drink on the front porch
Puking my guts in the backyard
I don't ever want you to change
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
That I feel this way about you
That I'm falling off the grid
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
Townies - Gallows Lyrics
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Even best laid plans of mice and men
Prove ill-advised
I wonder why
Cause I've been stumbling sentences
With romantic intentions
In a constant state of flux
I'm f*cking done
I crumpled up my best suit
And stuffed the whole thing
In the damn ceiling
Falling asleep on the back porch
Riding around in your dad's car
Nothing in life could be better
Than pouring a drink on the front porch
Stumbling drunk through your mom's house
I don't ever want you to change
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
That I feel this way about you
That I'm falling off the grid
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
Falling asleep on the back porch
Stumbling drunk to your dad's car
Nothing in life could better
Than pouring a drink on the front porch
Puking my guts in the backyard
I don't ever want you to change
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
That I feel this way about you
That I'm falling off the grid
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
Prove ill-advised
I wonder why
Cause I've been stumbling sentences
With romantic intentions
In a constant state of flux
I'm f*cking done
I crumpled up my best suit
And stuffed the whole thing
In the damn ceiling
Falling asleep on the back porch
Riding around in your dad's car
Nothing in life could be better
Than pouring a drink on the front porch
Stumbling drunk through your mom's house
I don't ever want you to change
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
That I feel this way about you
That I'm falling off the grid
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
Falling asleep on the back porch
Stumbling drunk to your dad's car
Nothing in life could better
Than pouring a drink on the front porch
Puking my guts in the backyard
I don't ever want you to change
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
That I feel this way about you
That I'm falling off the grid
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
I'm not so sure of much
But of this I am certain
I am closer to the gallows
Than I'll ever be the throne
Writer: Nolan Melia, Tom Lynch, Chris Magnani
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Townies
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Nolan Melia, Tom Lynch, Chris Magnani