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Drive
03:02
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Let’s pack our bags and meet at the corner of my street.
Pick me up and we’ll drive until we hit the water.
Let’s spend every night, discovering new places we can hide.
From the world but never each other.
Drive, drive. Keep me always in your mind.
Drive, drive. Think about you all the time
Meet me in the parking lot at 9.
Wait outside my car, I won’t be long.
Let the summer air keep you warm until I get there.
Then we’ll drive a night, going anywhere, anywhere.
Drive, drive. Keep me always in your mind.
Drive, drive. Think about you all the time
So much time. Endless Roads. Never slow down.
Drive, drive. Keep me always in your mind.
Drive, drive. Think about you all the time
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I like to go out at night, with all the people you don’t like.
I don’t give it shit what you think, your opinion don’t mean a thing.
Hey, this is my way.
Hey this is my way.
You’re always talking shit and being a hypocrite.
Close your eyes and shut the door, you’re a fucking barbie whore.
Hey this is my way.
Hey this is my way.
Don’t call me, I won’t pick up.
Ring a hundred times, don’t give a fuck.
Burn the house down, I don’t care.
Just get out of my hair.
Hey this is my way.
Hey this is my way.
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
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3. |
Portrait
03:14
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Now that the dust has settled I’m getting back into the rhythm of being alone.
No longer do I cry over you.
The only thing that still saddens me is that we’re strangers.
I guess that’s what happens when people break up there is no more us.
And I don’t want to be anyone’s anything.
I don’t want to be anyone’s anything, anymore.
I’ll answer to no one. Cry over no one.
I’ll never feel second best again.
Even though we’re apart and I’m saying all this shit
You’ll always have my heart. Every single little bit.
And I don’t want to be anyone’s anything.
I don’t want to be anyone’s anything, anymore.
I’ll answer to no one. Cry over no one.
I’ll never feel second best again.
Oohh
And I don’t want to be anyone’s anything.
I don’t want to be anyone’s anything, anymore.
I’ll answer to no one. Cry over no one.
I’ll never feel second best again.
And I don’t want to be anyone’s anything.
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4. |
Sorry, Not Sorry
03:15
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I’ve taken my fair share of shortcuts to make up for the detours I’ve rode all along.
My mistakes carved into my chest I’m begging you to tell me what to do.
It’s the worst kind of regret, the kind that makes you question.
The kind that makes you want to die and eats away your insides.
I can’t tell where I’m at, I have no direction.
I feel so stuck inside but I have no place to hide.
You ought to know that I’ll break your trust.
A wink and a smile could hurt so much.
Stabbing backs and breaking hearts
Was an art I wish I never learned from you.
It’s the worst kind of regret, the kind that makes you question.
The kind that makes you want to die and eats away your insides.
I can’t tell where I’m at, I have no direction.
I feel so stuck inside but I have no place to hide.
Saying sorry doesn’t mean we were wrong
We’re just learning how to better ourselves.
And when you notice you’ve been home all along
I know that you’ll be fucking singing this song.
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5. |
Burrito
02:08
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we broke up sorry, enjoy the tunes.
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