Front Porch

Take over the front porch
I swore I'd never be coming back to Boston
Down the street and insecure
From her naked room, her naked room, her naked...

Another flash of memory, a bombshell burst
Takes us onto the floor
On tour, in love, while Crispy jacks the bed together
On the front porch we hide
Best friend fights, push it off to the side
It all unfolds and I'll stay, I'll say what I say

"She looked beautiful that night
But another phone call won't make it right."
Beer and a shot, I feel alright
But her naked room is far away

She didn't mean to lie, just pass the time
And it's coming true, it's all coming back
Disaster, I don't want mine
In my mental state and the bottle's taste
Disaster, I don't want mine
And she won't decline for those types of guys
Disaster, I don't want mine
I'm on my own, I'm out for you