Quitter

Passed out on the road again

The pros of phoning in regrets

Threw my back out while we loaded in

Heavy breaths and splintered shins

Planting seeds

I've been growing some dead leaves

I don't need what you think I need

To keep me breathing

Would you think that I'm dreamy

If I had a voice like Stevie

I'll keep faking a way

If that's okay

Pissing in the wind again

Pulled over at 3AM

Waiting for the spark to hit

You don't know the half of it

Would you think that I'm pretty

If I wrote you songs like Phoebe

I'll keep faking a way

If that's okay

Nathan told me that there's no plan

What if quitting isn't half bad

I'll keep faking a way

Maybe I'll stay