Well Wisher

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Slow-motion cigarettes hang from your sweaty lips Five bottles' stale, pissy ale stumble to your pale wrists Thin man with unkept hair, clean shave but a glassy stare You've lost it all, boy, and so young [Chorus 1] I'll remember times like these With a bit of satisfaction I remember somber days With more to come, I surely won't forget them [Verse 3] Stick figure twig of a boy A toothy grin, a slim bit of poise He says, "I'll take you down with one blow" And though we laugh, he does quite well [Chorus 2] These are times where we all look onward Not what's now but what's to come A lot of pride and a shade of hope Am I the only one who gets this fucking joke? [Chorus 2] These are times where we all look onward Not what's now but what's to come A lot of pride and a shade of hope Am I the only one who gets this fucking joke?