i’ve had a lot of time to think about who you've been
and why it’s pathetic that you’re still rotting
in that smoke-stained skin you’ve been bathing in
since the first day i ever met you
how old do you have to get
for this routine to look so deliberate?
you never quit all the habits you’ve made
like cigarettes for dinner and the cheap beer you drink
you’re just rock and roll delusional
and we still taste your stink
the long nights by streetlights were something of a pastime
but we’re not eighteen anymore
if the weight of your world is too heavy to hold
then pack up your shi...