Well i walked into the bar and i put in twenty bucks. Because i know peoples taste in music sucks About four. hours had passed, forty picks and my eighth empty glass,.
Goin to the same old places,. skipping like a broken record,. I love you all but I gotta get out and change this scenery.. I've got to find what I'm living for,.
"I don't want this anymore" is all I heard her say. As I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. With my music in my phones and my bike under my feet.
Wait for the morning light to sneak up with the sunrise. Last night was so long ago, where did the hours go?. I saw the first daylight shining in your eyes.