Can't help but piss all my youth down the well
And wave my hand watching it go
If you gotta hold onto something
You better hold onto yourself
Your whole life is just space between holes

I'd be through, oh I'd be through
Oh I don't know what I would do
If I couldn't have you

Stains on my polyester coat, stains on my mind
Stains on airplane lavatory doors
Shaking hands with sycophantic cunts mile after mile
And piling up all the money that never shows

I'd be through, oh I'd be through
Oh I don't know what I would do
If I couldn't have you

I could never let you go
My life seems to be all confusion and woe
I could have never just let you go
If I couldn't have you baby I would just let it flow

I'd be through, oh I'd be through
Oh I don't know what I would do
If I couldn't have you

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Writer(s): CLAY GOEM FRANKEL, COLIN JOHN CROOM, CONNOR MURPHY BRODNER, JACK BRENDAN DOLAN, JACK HENRY CADIEN LAKE JAMES