Fool's Gold - Briston Maroney

I hate to say it, but I think I’m getting too old

The conversations that my mind won’t even let me hold

Your attention isn’t worth my weight in fool’s gold

Wanna let go, can I let go?

Started talking and you couldn’t look in my eyes

Told me stories 'bout you drinking on the 4th of July

Every little truth, it turned into a big lie

Why do I try?

Why do I try?

If I hold my breath 'til I fall asleep

Will it be there when I wake?

Maybe we can take some time

Move out west where we can do this right

Broken clock still keeps the time

Who says I’ve got to stay in a line?

I’m so sick of these city lights

Everything here’s black and white

I don’t know where I went wrong

But I surely did tonight

It just me or is this music playing too loud?

All the kids dressed in black really getting me down

Mother warned me about hanging with the wrong crowd

Gotta get out, gotta get out

Don’t give a fuck if you intended to ignore me

Wish that I could close my eyes and just go back to sleep

That’s your best friend and she’s passed out in the backseat

She needs you more than me

If I fall asleep with my hands held tight

They’d be there when I wake

Maybe we can take some time

Move out west where we can do this right

Broken clock still keeps the time

Who says I’ve got to stay in a line?

I’m so sick of these city lights

Everything here’s black and white

And she’s calling me to there

But I will not sleep tonight

I have a tendency to overthink in my head

Let’s just listen to some music and go back to bed

Probably didn’t hear a single word that I said

Just forget it until the morn