"I dont even understand deathbeds..Who would ever buy one?"

Duration

3:22

Genres

Folk

Description

Lyrics

I was layin' On my deathbed when you came in Drowning in smoke, I have been waiting Waiting for them to haul me away Like the Macys Day Parade It's been a slow burn A dull aching pain Its kept me sober the only way to tame all of this violence they only way to keep it contained Slowly drives me insane It's been a long year watching all of my friends turn into assholes destroying everything in their paths, for for reasons I no longer understand Turn my back and wash my hands Turn my back and wash my hands My hands, My hands, My hands Me and my family we used to stick so tight but now we don't speak So submerged in our lives but then on Christmas we act as though we've never missed a beat Hoist the star onto the tree Then on sunday I'm packin up my bags and say my goodbyes get back on the train, look out the window I remember when this town seemed fuckin big So big, So big, In my hands I've been workin' 40 hours a week for an apartment a tiny place to keep all of my bullshit that I can only use but once a week a couch for me to sleep And I've been writing page after page in this notebook so I can take the stage and play this guitar I'll play it till my fingers fuckin bleed