Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PUP
Performer
Stefan Babcock
Lead Vocals
Nestor Chumak
Bass Guitar
Zack Mykula
Drums
Steve Sladkowski
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stefan Babcock
Songwriter
Steve Sladkowski
Songwriter
Zack Mykula
Songwriter
Nestor Chumak
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was feeling a little bizarre
The day that I buried my family car
In the scrap metal wrecking yard
[Verse 2]
And I've said so many goodbyes
In the 25 years that I've been alive
And I, don't know why this one was so hard
[Verse 3]
And every time when I go back to my apartment
All I wanna do is get stoned
And I'm sick and tired of blacking out on my carpet
And waking up all on my own
So I brought you home
[Verse 4]
You started falling apart
6 moths after you moved in
And I should of known from the start
That things would be different
[Verse 5]
It's not something that I can fix
If I could do anything you know I would
If this fucking vacation would come to an end
Maybe then you'd be normal again
[Verse 6]
Last week when I went back to my apartment
You were looking so stoned
The day after Christmas you acted so different
You just wanted to be on your own
So I brought you medicine, went to the vet and
Cashed all of my savings and loans
But it was too late, you were letting go
[Verse 7]
And nothing I say, will make it ok
You just sleep in the heat and repeat
You're wasting away, and nothing I do is gonna save you
I'm trying my best but you can't even
Look at me, or talk to me, or tell me what's happening to you
[Verse 8]
Yesterday I went back to my apartment
To see how you've been holding up
You hadn't been eating, I thought you were sleeping, but
You're not waking up
I want you to know that I'd spend every bit of my
Pitiful savings and loans, just to see you again
But I still have hope
Written by: Nestor Chumak, Stefan Babcock, Steve Sladkowski, Zack Mykula