Jay and Others :> - 2013 Will Be My Year

You're the only guy I know
Who can
Pull off a cigarette
It's sticking to your chapped lips
And you're just sittin in the driver seat

And just keep apologising over and over
Just the stress
Just the stress
Just the stress now
You know we're both just letting eachothers down

Another drive to the liquor store before they close now
And you're buying me the sweet stuff
Kiss me on the way home
And you're crying about what's going wrong
And one too many red lights, stuck on the right side
And I'm listening to KK Slider
And I'm screaming out of your front window

What's new years good for anyway
Like oranges in chicken
Don't want the real thing
I want slow dancing to FOB
And falling down by your staircase
This used to be the space that they can't touch
This used to be the space that they

You're the only guy I know
Who can
Pull off that sullen frown
It's not that you're not good enough
I'm just looking for something else

So just keep apologising over and over
I'm growing up
I'm growing up
I'm grown up now
And know it's mostly you that's letting me down

Another drive around Baltimore before the sun sets
And I'm putting holes through your windshield
Crying about my art homework
And you're worried about who you ran over
And time is going by and I'm eating all your french fries
And you're giving me the worried eyebrows
And I'm laughing into your cold shoulder

Whats new year's good for anyway
Like oranges in chicken
Don't want the real thing
I want slow dancing to FOB
And falling down by your staircase
This used to be the space that they can't touch
The space that they can't touch
The space that they can't touch
The space that they can't

Written by:
Hana Elyse, Jayden Vaughn

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