Besedila: Transit. Keep This To Yourself. Our New Year.

Just picture me on a train heading home at one a.m.
and I'll picture you're doing the same.
dressed up with somewhere else to be.
I hope he says that he loves you.

I hope you see it in his eyes.
I hope his shoulder is softer than mine.
I hope that he's better than me.

It's one thing to ruin these songs for me,
those songs that still rot in my ears
but you've ruined places that I used to love and live to forget.

It's one thing to ruin this song for me,
this song it still rots in my ears
and you've ruined these places that I used to love and now live to forget.

because in this city of potholes and rooftops
the people they live to forget and drink to forgive
I guess that nobody wins.

Is this the happiest you've ever been.
I hope that it is.
Is this the happiest you've ever been

I guess that nobody wins.
Is this the happiest you've ever been.
Oh god I hope that it is.
Is this the happiest you've ever been.
I guess that nobody wins.

Oh god I hope that it is.
Is this the happiest you've ever been.
nobody wins.