Awkward situations followed by awkward hugs
And these bullsh** conversations take what little air is left inside my
Nothing but I'm writing like I've had too much to drink
Letting go of what we lost
Come to terms of how you think of me
And I love what you've done, you cut all ties
You turned and run
You build me up, you take your fall
You led us straight into a wall
And I'll say, "I personally think it's too cold to have the windows open,
but you want to smoke your menthol cigarettes."
You might be leading now but there is no way you could ever win
When you have absolutely no control over any of the situations
That you put yourself in
And I wish I could pretend to be
All of the things you think you see in me
But I am not that guy, that guy just left
He had his collar up and there was smoke on his breath
And we have these parties for the way it was
But once the booze is gone, is it worth the buzz?
Because I've got some problems and I'm talking loud
And all your friends are here so word will get out that
I personally think it's too cold to have the window open
But you want to smoke your menthol cigarettes
And I personally think it's too cold to have the window open
But you want to smoke your menthol cigarettes.