The Smith Street Band - What's Changed lyrics
[The Smith Street Band - What's Changed lyrics]
The holes in the walls they remind
Me that you've gotta go
And of the times we used to patch them
When all I can do is lie there and stare
You put yourself straight into action
What's changed? What the fuck has changed?
I'm still the dumb kid in school
You're still the dumb kid who finished
Now when I looked at you I
Can feel myself visibly diminish
And as these weekends become our lives
All I want is to stand with
You side-by-side without our fingers crossed
Because we've got futures
Built on friendships
And I've been trying not to end it
Stay together through love built on loss
And I write to you from my
Coffin above a lounge room
The maps on the walls
And the smoke-stained ceilings
And I sit and take a hit of fucking nothing
Figure out how I can not
Leave the house today
Because living in the city fucking scares me
And the neighbours are close
And I can't sleep
And we sit on the cobblestones
Get numbed by the pavement
The shit we eat and what we watch on the TV
And he left me with one last cigarette
A single match to light it with
And I took the match to the concrete and
I lit a fire under my feet
So we finally look our morals in the eye and
Ignore the advertising they tattooed
Across the sky
Tell each other we're alright and we'll tell
Our mothers that we're doing fine
What the fuck has changed?
Me that you've gotta go
And of the times we used to patch them
When all I can do is lie there and stare
You put yourself straight into action
What's changed? What the fuck has changed?
I'm still the dumb kid in school
You're still the dumb kid who finished
Now when I looked at you I
Can feel myself visibly diminish
And as these weekends become our lives
All I want is to stand with
You side-by-side without our fingers crossed
Because we've got futures
Built on friendships
And I've been trying not to end it
Stay together through love built on loss
And I write to you from my
Coffin above a lounge room
The maps on the walls
And the smoke-stained ceilings
And I sit and take a hit of fucking nothing
Figure out how I can not
Leave the house today
Because living in the city fucking scares me
And the neighbours are close
And I can't sleep
And we sit on the cobblestones
Get numbed by the pavement
The shit we eat and what we watch on the TV
And he left me with one last cigarette
A single match to light it with
And I took the match to the concrete and
I lit a fire under my feet
So we finally look our morals in the eye and
Ignore the advertising they tattooed
Across the sky
Tell each other we're alright and we'll tell
Our mothers that we're doing fine
What the fuck has changed?