nine o'clock

lets sit and talk

tell me everything 

atop these rocks

 

you'll say that youre ready

and I'll say "me too"

but neither of us know

what to do

 

this years been wild  

this years been hot 

there wasn't any snow on the mountain top

 

but here we are 

just seconds till twelve 

promising that next year will go well

 

twenty eighteen 

I've been waiting

last year wont compare at all

 

Its a new me 

grown up baby

Can't hardly wait for your call

 

Im so tired all the time

Its March and Im wasting my time

inside the prison campo verde

just want to go home but not really

 

his apartment smells like fire

while im away he just gets higher

work and school, asleep at the wheel 

I'll wake up when I take his pills 

 

April comes with coke and madness

rainy days and pretend gladness

I just want to stay awake 

or to feel alive for goodness sake

 

here's july and there goes love

I guess Ill settle for the morning doves

to sing with me outside my window

but I miss his voice more than I know

 

summer jobs im getting paid

but I still cant seem to stay awake

I tried the coffee, tried to run

but the little blue pills are much more fun

 

spending more on drugs than gas

my car's AC can't seem to last

Im always sweaty when I drive 

steering wheel burns make me feel alive

 

twenty eighteen 

nothings changing 

never thought this is who id be

 

quit next week maybe

grown up baby

never let me go back to sleep

 

twenty eighteen 

fucking hates me

guess she has some reasons to

 

blue eyes fading 

grown up baby

nothing else for me to loose