What a Bunch of Aaron Burrs - Banquets

To wasted nights, oh glory sound

Hoping that letters, hoping that letters told

Who could be a better son

You had a taste, just a taste

Spit out for something better

And I could never let it be

It kills me just to know

That if I could get you all alone

At some point, you’d look away and follow

Error, I’m losing it

Locked lips, mine chapped and bit

Goddamn, I’ve got errors

Goddamn, I’ve got errors

I’m down, I’m flushed, I’m out

There’s no sin when all you’ve got is doubt

Goddamn, I’ve got errors

Goddamn, goddamn

When you awake, it’s morning

And you’ll be 28 alone

She wanted cities, but I was woods and sticks and stones

I’m surrounded and alone

It’s all you know

It’s all you know

It’s all I’ve been told

Error, I’m losing it

Locked lips, mine chapped and bit

Goddamn, I’ve got errors

Goddamn, I’ve got errors

I’m down, I’m flushed, I’m out

There’s no sin when all you’ve got is doubt

Goddamn, I’ve got errors

Goddamn, goddamn

When you awake, it’s morning

And you’ll be 28 alone

She wanted cities, but I was woods and sticks and stones

I’m surrounded and alone

She wanted cities, but I was woods and sticks and stones

She wanted cities, but I was woods and sticks and stones

You’ll be 28 alone