I'm sat in the driveway, but I can't go in
The green fence is faded and it's sinking in
I wish I was younger, so I knew the end
I'd move to Orlando and I'd be your friend
I tore you apart to put me back again
This time zone's a bastard and I'm wearing thin
You're still ain't Chicago, the things that I miss
I can't have tequila without half a gram
It was alright before I got angry
Made a fist-holed shape in the wall
I'm still your boy
I'm still your boy
Take it all apart and it's not so bad
And I don't know what's worse, but I can't go back
'Cause I can't be without you, I'd fall in the void
I can't dance around it, I'd better be yours
I'm still ain't Chicago, the things that I miss
I can't have tequila without half a gram
It was alright before I got empty
Made a mess of the room in your heart
I'm still your boy
I'm still your boy
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
(I'm still your boy)
I want it so bad
(I'm still your boy)
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
(I'm still your boy)
I want it so bad
(I'm still your boy)
I want it so bad
I want it so bad
(I'm still your boy)
I'm sat in the driveway 'cause I can't go in
(I want it so bad, I want it so bad, I want it so bad)
I'm sat in the driveway, but I can't go in
(I'm still your boy)
You still ain't Chicago, the things that I miss
(I want it so bad, I want it so bad, I want it so bad)
You're still ain't Chicago, the things that I miss
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