Is it too late to too back
From where we came from
Or how we got here
Or those cigarettes we used to smoke
When we were far enough from home
Your lipstick, stains your paper
As I look down at the floor
And I think
I cant do this anymore
We're driving home now
Windows rolled down oh
Cider stained breath im
A drunken mess
Ill call my friends for beers
Lets drink away the years
Lets take the long road
And never go back
Thanks for putting up with me
Thats what she wrote down on a note
Now i'm, trying to figure out
If this was love, or no hope
Thanks for putting up with me
Thats what she wrote down on a note
Now i'm, looking back
And thinking that this is all i need
The good old days we used to
Share getting high, out of a coke can
And now, i'm missing you come back
Im missing you come
And the people who i spend my nights
Getting wasted in my shed, and i think
I love this
I f*cking love this
Thanks for putting up with me
Thats what she wrote down on a note
Now I'm, trying to figure out
If this was love, or no hope
Thanks for putting up with me
Thats what she wrote down on a note
Now i'm, looking back
And thinking that this is all i need
You know i'm only trying my best
I feel like the blame is put on me too much
Its 3am and you're stuck in my head
Its 3am please let me go to bed
Thanks for putting up with me
Thats what she wrote down on a note
Now i'm, looking back
And thinking that this is all i need