Pet Names
chain smoker
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I canât apologize for the things I donât remember
'Cause I can't stomach the thought that I won't be forgiven
When every night the drive home is like a little adventure
When the streetlights come up, the blinds go down
But where do we go from here?
Iâm always catching up and making excuses
Iâm in bed in the worst way
Iâm always hung up on some minor detail
Youâll say I think too much, but I never learned how to get well
When every night the drive home is just a blurry adventure
- Album:
- Strangers
- White Noise Machine