Tourist

I hate it when the drugs don′t work
It's got me breaking at the weight of what we don′t deserve
But I guess we're stuck with it now
Guess we're stuck with it now

Awake before the sun disturbs us
And we haven′t slept a wink in 20 days or further
Since somebody lost count
But I guess we might′ve lost count

I don't know how long I can do this for
When it comes to love I′m a tourist no
If we're falling apart I can break it more
I can break it more

I hate it when the drugs don′t work
And now I'm out here trying to find a way to walk this earth
Without your name in my mouth
No way of keeping it out

But is holding off on something certain
Just in case you find another love that don′t deserve you
How you wanna go out?
How you wanna go out?

Because it feels like going round in circles
Now or running out of air before we
Reach the surface of the spirits we're drowning
In these spirits we'll drown

And so we′ll stay until the bar don′t serve us
Till the animals in Brooklyn don't remember
What it took to wanna walk out
And rip us out of their mouths

But I don′t know how long I can do this for
When it comes to love I'm a tourist no
If we′re falling apart I can break it more
I can break it more

If I wasn't half of the things I thought
Was letting you down unavoidable?
I′m trying my hardest to make it home
I can make it home

But I don't know how long I can do this for
When it comes to love I'm a tourist no
If we′re falling apart I can break it more
I can break it more