I spent the last few years
Really struggling yeah
From fighting urges
And just screaming through
All the friendships
And the fuckups
And the nights that got away from us
So I lined up a bottle
For each question asked
I closed a chapter on a city that contained most
And landed
In some outer borough
Where I picked up the keys from your neighbor next door
You may have been bounced around yourself now once or twice
You may have mentioned it when we were
Passing in the night
But I remind you of a place you come from
I said, you probably should take more pride in that
And I see how we drifted apart
I'm only comfortable looking at you when I talk
You've been a good friend, darling
But just not a lover yet
So we spent the best years
Painting pictures of
The adults we knew
Or the adults we were running from
But oh, the things I could of said to you then
If I had the man speaking for the boy I was back then
Those were last words I said was 17
I look at you now and I think,
Oh my God, I'm about as together
And with it
And clever as I ever
Was back then
But I see how we drifted apart
I'm only comfortable looking at you when I talk
You've been a good friend, darling
But just not a lover yet
But old bones hold in place these dates
Old bones carry me where I am