Quitter

Passed out on the road again
The pros of phoning in regrets
Threw my back out while we loaded in
Heavy breaths and splintered shins
Planting seeds
I've been growing some dead leaves
I don't need what you think I need
To keep me breathing
Would you think that I'm dreamy
If I had a voice like Stevie
I'll keep faking a way
If that's okay
Pissing in the wind again
Pulled over at 3AM
Waiting for the spark to hit
You don't know the half of it
Would you think that I'm pretty
If I wrote you songs like Phoebe
I'll keep faking a way
If that's okay
Nathan told me that there's no plan
What if quitting isn't half bad
I'll keep faking a way
Maybe I'll stay