If you’re still writing ‘holy shit’ on all your checks
and you’re living off delusion & predicaments
wonderin' if there’s someone else so ruled by regrets
well there is / well there is

So you've 'Wonderful Life'-d yourself Into sticking around
but you’ve never met a bridge you didn’t wanna burn down
& you’re looking for a queen who eschews her crown
well she’s near / well she’s near

If the only mail you get are final notices
and the creator himself sends his condolences
and your days are solely made of awkward silences
well I know, yeah I know

if the soundtrack to your days is junkyard symphony
and rememberin' your name becomes epiphany
but you’ve still got things you wanna say to me
well come by / well come by

If you wanna ruin your life tonight
I can get you on the guest list
If you want a few 3rd act problems in your life
I can get you on the guest list
If you wanna turn your curse words into prayers
I can get you on the guest list
If you wanna just run out the clock tonight
I can get you on the guest list

Well I miss the days and you miss the nights
And we missed our exit but the kids are alright
Let us define ‘always ‘
And ‘some permanent love’
There’s nothing worth keeping
But you can’t get enough

If you’re still out here acting like you’re invincible
And every interaction becomes a crucible
But you still feel you’ve got more weight to pull
Well hold on, just hold on