Banquets - Call It a Comeback lyrics

Curse the weather that brought us together And cut the tethers that drag us on I shook the sheets to find some sense of “clean,” But the memories came, that I pissed them all away Stared at the floorboards. Kept track of my bed sores And tried to filter the sh** that you say You'll always find a way to block out the sun And in the end, you were the waiting one Threw out your clothes, your photos, from three stories up Gave myself a condition I knew was in my blood To the “wronged,” before me, to the “wronged,” before me We're better off this way You'll always find a way to block out the sun And in the end, you were the waiting one Curse the weather that brought us together And cut the tethers that drag us on