​forbearance Gang of Youths

[Verse 1]
It was a gracious old sunshine
But it was wasted on me
I was plastered and counting the cop cars out
Right in front of me
I was a troublesome young kid
I was a big piece of shit
But I'm hoping that them days in the hospice
Atoned for some of it

[Chorus]
If the whole thing was fair
It would be me that was fighting for air
But it's you in the bed
And it's so routine that it just threw me I guess
But in the cosmic ballet
You can't just do what you fucked up again
And the world is not done with me yet

[Verse 2]
Was in a dulcimer mood
Around the fourth day of June
I accounted for the miles of attention that I got
But never want nor choose
And on the day, when I left
When I said I'd be back, I am sorry
And your face when you saw me
It was fate worse than death