Decade

Half a decade down
But you still feel the same
How sweet the sound would be
If it could all be rearranged
But the last thing I can do
Is spend another year or two
With you looking this way
While dad is out to lunch
So who's gonna count your sins?
You got a problem baby
You go ask Evan Williams
And does it make you a man
If it leaves you heartbroken
Well, who’s willing to say?
And order your last drink
With the lift of your sorry eyes
And get in the backseat
We'll be nowhere by sunrise
And whatever you're scared to lose
Well, I promise there was nothing coming anyway
And time’s doing laps
Whilе you're punching the clock
And history rubbernеcks
At each of your darkening thoughts
You gotta lean into the skid, kid, to get back on the road again
Before it's too
Before it's too
Before it's too late