you get the axe, bud Songtext
von Pillowinde

You didn′t call the hospital
You make excuses, you make excuses
You never reach out to me
You make excuses, you make excuses

I noticed the way you pulled away ever so subtly
But on the contrary, so did I, so who's to blame

I know that I′m no angel in disguise
But you won't look me in the eyes

Maybe I've got newer friends that
Don′t make me feel like
I′m living in the past
Maybe I've got newer friends that
Don′t make me carry
The weight of my old past


You didn't care about the fall
Or the winter, or the summer
I know you never cared at all
I tell myself just to feel better

I practice the game
Of feigning care, of putting in effort
You mirror the same
To drive away, to fool this jester

I′m on a coaster running out
The track's unwieldy, splitting out


Maybe I′ve got newer friends that
Don't make me feel like
I'm living in the past
Maybe I′ve got newer friends that
Don′t make me carry
The weight of my old past
Maybe I've got newer friends that
Don′t make me feel like
I'm living in the past
Maybe I′ve got newer friends that
Don't make me carry
The weight of my old past