If I Sit Still, Maybe I'll Get Out of Here - This Town Needs Guns

I’m so sorry for the things I’ve done

And what I did to you is up there number 1

So sweaty of palm and tongue tied tight

We’ll sit here and talk late into the night

Yesteryear still rings in my ear

Like buttons and pins this mess we’re in

Dissolves in time

I know this time is quite different from when we first met

The years haven’t been kind worn down by regret

So take hope there’s still enough of what made this young man left

All that once was is not quite

Gone yet

Cause we are old friends you and I

Many a time sat silent at my side

And if this is to be our last goodbye

I’ll take with me a part of you that never dies

Yesteryear still rings my ear

Like buttons and pins this mess we’re in

Dissolves in time

I know this time is quite different from when we first met

The years haven’t been kind worn down by regret

So take hope there’s still enough of what made this young man left

All that once was is not quite

Gone yet

I know this time is quite different from when we first met

The years haven’t been kind worn down by regret

So take hope there’s still enough of what made this young man left

All that once was is not quite

Gone yet