Goodbye (feat. Harvard)

Got a bottle in the fridge and it's ready to go It's a hundred fifty miles to my next show This quarter bag ain't gonna last Could never smoke you out of my past Take some time and learn to think Keep busy, don't get in too deep The only thing to cross my mind Is how it's gonna be hard to sleep Phone's ringing but I never hear you call My eyes are heavier than they were last fall Everything looks the same to me I stick my nose into The pain you put me through This 8-ball's getting deeper This 8-ball's getting deeper I know I'm not the guy you knew Way back when I was young and bulletproof But the past is just a lie I hope you have the guts to tell me goodbye More broke right now than I've ever been It costs a lot for me to live this life of sin The lack of love from you right now gets replaced by the love in drugs i found I'd chase you down but you seem a little out of reach Like the battle I've been fighting with sobriety If I end up dead on the floor You won't have to wonder if I want you anymore Times are changing and I'm doing better now The wheels are moving right out of this dirty house The change of scenery is good for Me I get submerged into The shit that we've been through This waters getting deeper This waters getting deeper I know I'm not the guy you knew Way back when I was young and bulletproof But the past is just a lie I hope you have the guts to tell me goodbye I know I'm not the guy you knew Way back when I was young and bulletproof But the past is just a lie I hope you have the guts to tell me goodbye