Texty: Bodyjar. Plastic Skies. Dry Gin.

Hey I've thrown it all away
I've pushed it down
And I know it won't come back
Cuz I broke the life I had
Now, I've thought it through for now
And I can't see
That I change at all today
Would make sense in anyway

Thinking over what you said it's over
And it's over
Now I know this time
That I've crossed the line

Hey, I guess I can't complain
For what I've done
Cuz it's served me up till now
And it'll all work out somehow
Now, I know I've made mistakes
I've sat around
And I've wished that everyday
Was the last day......

I never thought I'd see reality would bring me down,
I must be living in the past