A Retrospective

Nineteen got off to a pretty good start I guess

Eighteen is an ex that won't let me forget

Cheating death, counting breaths, finding four leaf clovers

We all need something to hangover

Wasting away

It was a better time than any, I'd say

And I'd wretch 'til the morning

Nothing comes up but the sun

In my eyes it's a rarity, when I find a sense of sanctuary

And you know it's not right when the one that knows you best

Is in over their head, in the sheets of someone else's bed

And every time I'd try to speak to you

You hold me in your hand, but not like you used to

You'd palm me off, shut me up, sit me down

And tell me to drink up

Drink up

When the night is moving slower all the walls

You built when you were sober they will fall

Is that the face that saw that through it all

Drink up

When the night is moving slower all the walls

You built when you were sober they will fall

Is that the face that saw right through it all

It's almost like you planned it