Cold Goodbyes

Cigarette reflections on a plastic faith

I swear I’ve heard this one a thousand times

Lobotomies of dedications ruined this place

Treading water tryna breathe

Is this the gospel of a failure to come?

Its just one step to slip

Can’t you see this fucking road we’re on?

At the bottom everything’s alright but it’s still so hard to write these songs

And make our way out through the dawn

But I said

We can start walking home if you wanna

Take in these city lights

We can try to test false hope and see if there’s anything left inside

We can start walking home if you wanna

Take in these small town lights tonight

We can make sure there’s a way out of here