There was no use in asking if I was OK with it
You assumed your place in the fire
Don’t wanna tell you how long you’ve been like this
Don’t wanna be your biographer
It wasn’t until we got to Santa Rosa
You decided you were still young
We barely talk about what we’re going through
You don’t answer me like I’m a creditor
You were there for me when I was landlocked
Gin and vitamin water xyz
We knew that we’d be up last
Took it with us to the piano
I Am Trying to Break Your Heart
We knew it had to be done fast
Through narrow halls with paper walls
Wasn’t until we got to Santa Rosa
I stepped out of the fog
The past is a dunce, it’s a versifier
It’s all your future reactions
Every friendship leaves us in debt
The only question then is who pays at the end
Wasn’t until I heard An Ode To No One
Coming from the Penske truck
I tried to involve myself, the real takeaway
I never had your attention
Time will pass and seem so pointless
Getting through, getting off
We barely talk, that’s cool, I like it that way
Cheers to the future I call it the creditor
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Giant Waste of Man Lyrics – Creditor