Front Porch

Take over the front porch I swore I'd never be coming back to Boston Down the street and insecure From her naked room, her naked room, her naked... Another flash of memory, a bombshell burst Takes us onto the floor On tour, in love, while Crispy jacks the bed together On the front porch we hide Best friend fights, push it off to the side It all unfolds and I'll stay, I'll say what I say "She looked beautiful that night But another phone call won't make it right" Beer and a shot, I feel alright But her naked room is far away She didn't mean to lie, just pass the time And it's coming true, it's all coming back Disaster, I don't want mine In my mental state and the bottle's taste Disaster, I don't want mine And she won't decline for those types of guys Disaster, I don't want mine I'm on my own, I'm out for you