Music: William O'Donohue/Alicia Brock/Patrick Byrne/Jenny McCullagh/Oscar Sharah
Face down in a parking lot
Don't why I'm here
But it hurt a lot
Not even sure who I thought I was
But it doesn't even matter anyway
Cause I'm
Face down in a parking lot
Piecing together what I've still got
Turns out I've got quite a lot
If I only knew that yesterday
Bodies up pulling it's weight
I'm here for 28
I feel as free like I'm 17
Back when I was stealing magazines
I see daddy from a far
He like the try
Try to make sure that I'm fine
I love Dad you know I'll be fine
Know what I want
But what do I do next
So easily
Slip into quietness
No one like me
Is making any friends
Face down in the parking lot
Beef or no beef
I'm not really sure
People looking down at me
(Easier when im on the floor)
But I know what it was for
Making choices when my heads sore
I never thought I had to tell everybody about my bed talk
Liam talk me down
After that I felt like growing
Jimmy pulled me out
Even though he doesn't know it
Dropping lines on me
Like he was a
mother... Poet
I miss those two am chats with the moet
Oh my my I love you dear
I'd never be without you here
And I promise I'm driving forward to the clear
Know what I want
But what do I do next
So easily
Slip into quietness
No one like me
Is making any friends
Face down in the parking lot
How do you feel about me now
I'll set a seat at the table
For anybody who wants to join me
And then I'd love if you told me
Just not to worry
That same old story