The paper in my mouth is telling me that I'm inadequate
The chronic lonely acting prince of getting there and back again
I wanna make you laugh again, and this time not by accident
I left part of myself back on your pull-out couch
This wine inside a box is telling me to do a shot again
Pack the bowl and take a hit and cough and take a hit again
Torn out scenes and memories and casting you as better in my head
Cause I don't wanna be your stepping stone, another drop away from home
The shitty things we did together feel much worse now I'm alone
A desolate hike, cracks in my phone
(and the snow is melting, quietly, while I'm still here and I'm lonely)
(yeah the snow is melting quietly)
Out here the weather's always cold
The shitty things we did together feel much worse now I'm alone
Scrolling through my phone, the pictures show
Versions of you I'll never know
Everything we did together fees like fire burning coal
Cause I don't wanna be your stepping stone
Another drop away from home
The shitty things we did together feel much worse now I'm alone
Snowfall trip back to you
I don't know where to go or what I'm supposed to do
Snowfall trip thinking of you
I've raised my tolerance for shitty things and now I'd do it all again...
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