last call he was sick of it all

asleep at home

told you off and goodbye

oh you know one day you'll come don't you

but you didn't tell him quite the truth

you're a crisis you're an isicle

you're a toungeless talker

you don't care what you say

youre a jaywalker and you just, just walk away

and that's all you do

the clap of the fading

that sound of your shoes

made him wondered who he thought that he knew



last call he was sick of it all

the endless stream of reminders

made him so sick of you

sick of you

sick of you

sick of your sound

sick of you coming around



trying to crawl under my skin

when i already shed my past to thin

so comes out all around

and you won

and i think i'm all done

you can switch me off safely

while i'm lying here waiting for sleep to overtake me

you're still here but just check to make sure

all you aspire to do is endure

you can't ask for more

ask for more

noone will ever give back what you ask for

so you cast your shadow everywhere like the man in the moon

start to drink you just want to continue

it'll all be yesteryear soon

start to drink but just want to continue

it'll all be yesteryear soon