Corner Store - Waxwing

I remember a time when you wouldn’t of said

The things you just said

Once again I get what I deserve

And you should never speak another word

In my direction, direction

Direct me to the nearest corner store

Where I can buy me a little bottle

Give it up don’t let her know

Give it up don’t let her know

Your eyes will grow cold

Give it up sleep alone

Your eyes will grow cold

There was a world here that’s been turned upside down

The old world I can no longer sing about