Loose Friends

Some days now

Some days you’re not yourself, simply not yourself

For the first time in a long while you’re engaging in someone else

Yes in someone else

Such a shame how this has all weighed out

Some days you’re not yourself, simply not yourself

For the first time in a long while you’re engaging in someone else

In someone else

As opposed meeting periodically 

Where it seems you’re just a stranger

This scene don’t fit for you no more

Working cross words, just one more drink, another

Loose friends, lost lovers

Some days I’m just not myself

Some days you’re not quite yourself

Just a loose friend, lost lover

Ain’t it strange losing people every day

But I’m so caught up on myself, only thinking of myself

Pointing blame, oh is this just some big game we’re playing

I can feel it in my chest, I think I’m losing it

Glued to the ceiling

But you can’t invite the feeling you need some rest

Yeah we could all use some rest now

Looking both ways just crossing the street, smoking that

Just to help you decompress

These loose friends, lost lovers

Some days I’m just not myself

Some days you’re not quite yourself

Just a loose friend, lost lover

Taste something you know you’re not

The weight it folds you feel it’s holding down

All of your excuses now

Tired of run-on sentences and broken promises

In result, yeah who’s picking up the pieces now

Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it’s just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)

Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)

Put on a hell of a front sometimes, really it’s just hard to be myself sometimes (Sometimes)

Put on a hell of a front sometimes, sometimes, sometimes (Sometimes)

(Tired of run-on sentences)

Put on a hell of a front sometimes

Put on a hell of a front sometimes (Sometimes)

(Picking up the pieces now) 

One hell of a front, one hell of a front, one hell of a front

(I guess I’m just)

Some days you’re not quite yourself

(All of your excuses now, picking up the pieces now) 

Some days you’re not yourself, simply not yourself

(I guess you’re just) 

Some days you’re not quite yourself

(I guess you’re tired of run-on sentences and broken promises

In result, yeah who’s picking up the pieces now)

Just keep taking your time, taking your time, taking your time, taking your