The Shit That We've Been Through

(альбом: Fishing Blues - 2016)

Seven in the morning, locked the door
Put the keys in my bag, next to my passport
Feels like I'm headed towards war
Trying to pretend that I remember what we're fighting for
You're upstairs, passed out asleep
While I'm on the front step staring at the street
Patiently wait for my taxi
Come save me and take me away from reality

The car pulled up at dawn, I put the seat belt on
Everything felt wrong
Stubborn ain't the same as strong
But try to tell that to the queen that the king rides on

Took a look before I hit the road
Your silhouette didn't show up in the window
Well all right then
It's all right then, but something's missing

Girl, I miss you
But I wish you
Could, would
Look, all of this becomes the shit that we've been through
Girl, I miss you
But I wish you
Could, would
Look, all of this becomes the shit that we've been through

When it goes straight to voicemail
You might as well tell me go straight to hell
Ain't nothing new, just suffering through
And that's something that I've become accustomed to

But I'm in love with you, passion born
Like a resource torn from a planet's core
Stole my crown just to examine the thorns
Scatter 'em around on the bathroom floor

A little ink, with a kiss and a wink
But the bigger the stink, the stiffer the drink
And I think this fight started in a past life
Got you sitting on the dark side of the gaslight

Pick up your phone before my plane departs
I'm trying to make a mark in the shape of a heart
Well all right then, we all right then
But something's missing

Girl, I miss you
But I wish you
Could, would
Look all of this becomes the shit that we've been through
Girl, I miss you
But I wish you
Could, would
Look all of this becomes the shit that we've been through

Girl, I miss you
But I wish you
Could, would
Look, all of this becomes the shit that we've been through
Girl, I miss you
But I wish you
The shit that we've been through