A Felon Affair - Goodbye, Rome Lyrics

I am not going to miss
Drinking in the streets
Beg you to forgive
Me for all my sins

I am not going to drink
Well, what do you think?
It's not like it's a thing
It comes to me in dreams

It seems like it's nowhere to be found
Oh, oh. It was dead on arrival
And maybe it'll make sense when you're gone
Don't go. You're leaving home

I am not going to miss
The old crumbling streets
Beg you to believe
In me

I am going to wish
That you would just quit
Reminding me of when
I went