Title Fight

It was quiet while we walked through Kingston.
Hand in hand, the streetlights led us to where you lived.
We were alone and all you could say was
"All good things must come to an end".
You said the words in my mouth were more alive than I was.
I guess I dont belong here.
I guess I dont belong.
Why not tie a noose around my neck?
Im sure itd be much more subtle than everything that you said.
Ive played your games too many times and Ive grown tired.
Yeah, Im tired.
So deal with it.
Cant sleep, cant think tonight.
Im stuck.
I cant get out of this
[ Memorial Field Lyrics ]