Buffalo Lounge from Stumbling Distance by Nick Faye

I bought some tickets from the skate shop
I asked if I could hold her hand
While she was driving back from Long Lake
I paid my cover, and I slipped inside the lounge

I backed my car into the band van
I drove for shit just like a deer takes his first steps
But we both laughed and shrugged it off the summer swept on by
The band struck up, and we drew ever close

I couldn’t find any faults then, cause I was over the moon
But now I’m under the gun and I won’t let you down

You’ll never know how much I miss those nights
but I hope you hear how much I cared
Dirty punk songs in a hall with the nicotine clouds at the door
I was running around in a circle, now I’m sitting at a desk wearing ties

I couldn’t find any faults then, cause I was over the moon
But now I’m under the gun and I won’t let you down

Well I know, it's been hard to keep the faith
You broke my bones, yeah you turned and walked away
Hell I've been low, can't you see what I can see?
We were running around a circle
We were fumbling for the fire in the dark, I loved you

I couldn’t find any faults then, cause I was over the moon
But now I’m under the gun and I won’t let you down
I won't let you dowm

• Pop
• acoustic
• alternative
• folk
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