Post Road

Wake up, new bed
New state, new state of mind, I hope
I hope you feel stupid, no, I don't
Same distractions
Pour me another margarita, baby
Fuck it, let's dance all night
Tomorrow I'm useless, that's alright

And I know you see me with my friends and new girls getting fucked up
We're having fun, the pictures tell the truth
But that's not what I'm thinking about baby, it's you
And maybe I can see you when I come back to New York this summer
I know that's not the smartest thing to do
But that's what I want to do

And I'm so tired of these questions that I'll never have an answer for
I know you love me, baby, love ain't enough
Who the fuck said it was?
And I'm so tired of these late nights
Fake smiles, empty conversations
You know I love you, baby, love ain't enough
Plus I hate you as much

Two years, Tuesday
Open up the door to see you, God, I wanna make you smile
Red wine, time don't move, and it's bedtime
East Long Island
You told me that you love me
For the first time in that bar you know I hate
Well I don't hate it anymore

Do you know I see for hours every single night
Try to forget you, so I can fall asleep
And I just lay up thinking
I blame you and I blame myself
And I blame timing, I blame luck and I blame everything else
But I know you know, it doesn't really matter

And I'm so tired of these questions that I'll never have an answer for
I know you love me, baby, love ain't enough
Who the fuck said it was?
And I'm so tired of these late nights
Fake smiles, empty conversations
You know I love you, baby, love ain't enough
Plus I hate you as much

I walk in circles around this house
While my mind runs in circles
I walk in circles around this house
While my mind runs in circles
Well, I walk in circles around this house
While my mind runs in circles