The Host Frank Iero and The Future Violents

[Verse 1]
I can't stand the fun we're having
Drifting off and rambling on
With high roads full of mass contusions
My crippling fears, and your designer jeans

[Chorus]
You're choking on all your good decisions
While I'm basking in what I settled for
(I never wanted to want much more)

[Verse 2]
Unmade bed and blanket statements
You're playing house like we're home alone

[Pre-Chorus]
On and on, so far gone
On and on, I'm so far gone

[Chorus]
You're choking on all your good decisions
While I'm basking in what I settled for
(I never wanted to want much more)

[Bridge]
What have I waited for?
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'd give up everything all for a glimpse