last few words

Everything I said that I would do, yeah I did it

And the things I always said that I would pursue, yeah I'll get em

But I'm watching as the moon it turns to dust

Cars go by my house and flowers grow in memory of us

I've been thinking when you told me you were proud of who I was

But the person I am now became a little bit too much

I keep thinking of that night, the light had never seem to come

So I double down and take my drunken feelings and I run

Hope you're looking at me now, and that you only feel the numb

A broken feel reminding you of all the fucked up things you've done

With that feel I hope you cry for everytime you hear a strum

A sharpened pain for every beat of every syncopated drum