When I call you in the morning,
I find it hard to breathe,
When you pick up your phone,
Just outside the Denny’s.
You’re on the verge of tears,
As I try to explain where I’ve been,
That the drinks and the drugs are nothing,
Nothing compared to your skin.
And the sadness cracks in my voice,
As I sit on the cold garage floor,
As you count my mistakes and I start to shake,
Cuz you don’t want me no more.
Chorus: All the regrets in the world,
Couldn’t patch up the holes in my jeans,
And you known I’ve been missing you,
But have you been missing me.
And the bottle afar is calling,
The whiskey, the toke and the beer,
I could live without them forever,
If only I had you near.
Chorus
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024