I miss leaving the office early Just to be late for loading the van Drive 5 hours, play a show Just to get wasted in the end To live on junk food, beer and cigarettes again Malnourished and hungover Five coffees on a stranger's floor Load the van, barely sober Thanks and hugs - we're out the door In need of sleep we still want more Jawbreakers tour song as a fucking blueprint Traffic jams and smelly bands Breaking strings, making nameless friends Pandemic, damn it Recording demo songs Just to fill up my hard drive My four familiar walls My comfort zone Giving me dead houseplant vibes 11 out of 10 on a scale of being strange Miss being jet lagged to shit but high on life Post drunk depression It's hard to live our lives on ifs and buts And dying passion A little less lost, a little more tired Jawbreakers tour song as a fucking blueprint Traffic jams and smelly bands Breaking strings, making nameless friends Jawbreakers tour song as a fucking blueprint Traffic jams and smelly bands Breaking strings, making nameless friends Breaking strings, making nameless friends