Such an unfamiliar sight
Your tears mixing with the ash on the pavement tonight
I guess the years caught up alright
And now the streets that you love refuse to hold what's left of the night
And it's an old lie
From a past life that you cant cast away
That keeps the old guard
Of a new world, reluctant in their appraise
Of you and your timid ways
Such a staggering oversight
Fixing your face in the bathroom while you're bleeding out
So what to does this all amount?
Will your violent ends meet violent delights?
And we're the last strand
Of a grand plan that somehow faded away
But I'm a good friend
At least I was then, but could you say the same
Of you and your crooked ways?
And now your dreams of winning the lottery
Are stronger than they've ever been
As you're pacing round the hallways of your parents house
Among squandered potential, HECS debt and doubt
When your sense of self is a potpourri
And you're angrier than you've ever been
And the answers only ever seem to come in halves
So tell me did you lean on your youth to hard?
But you held, the keys and the reins for so very long