Constantly

I knew that was your plan

long before you opened the bag

you always want top act like

your nineteen again

It always seems to me

nostalgias the thing

that stops you growing into a man

twenty-five and alive don’t make it alright

You know thats my vice,

yet you still temp me sometimes

but I’m still scared to death of the nights

just as well there’s still something

deterring me and my mind

then you look for the keys

erratically shaking your knees

no longer listening to the topic at hand

then you squirm "hey man, watcha do with my bag?”

All this time

she’s been crawling back to me

Oh its so painful to see it

so painful to see it constantly

You broke the barrier of sound

with the speed your moving your mouth

my fingers started pulsing again

then sympathy grabbed ahold of

me and now as I was then

Just as I tried to pull the reins on my life

I throw it all away in a night

the devil on my shoulder

is just weighing to heavy this time… haha

All this time

she’s been crawling back to me

Oh its so painful to see it

so painful to see it constantly