American Steel

Time Gone By

So alone
The ghosts of ex-lovers haunt me like they haunt this town
Broken life, broken dreams and a fucked up heart
I've got a bottle of bargain scotch and thats a start

Christ, look at how this time's gone by
Look at our rotting livers and our wasted lives

Never alone
Our friends leave broken bottles all over our broken home
It's the same scene every night
We sit around, drink, fuck, or fight

Christ, look at how this time's gone by
Rotting livers and our wasted lives