Lyrics 510 Apt. 3 - Mourners

510 Apt. 3

Remember two thousand twelve
Curled up on my greenish couch
Five one oh apartment three
You cried during Obama’s speech
Then ordered delivery
Menus that got shoved under our door
Kitchen sink cockroaches
Four AM drunk nachos
You worked and I made the bed
Jealousy psychosis
Neighbors sing in Polish
Black out on Ambien
We tried so hard
But our hardest wasn’t even enough
You jumped my car
Every morning 'cause the battery sucked
I’ll never be happy, I’m overreactin'
That’s not what I’m askin', don’t go
We tried so hard
Do you think that we could try it again?
Brooklyn was different then
Dollar stores and ninety-nine cents
The diner trapped in nineteen eighty-three
Lived off the GRL
But the G was kinda hell
Late at night especially
The shape of your mouth like a Japanese cartoon
The beautiful sound when you tried to sing background
Liquor store window
Drums but no cymbals
And I know just where to park
We tried so hard
But our hardest wasn’t even enough
It all went dark
When you thought I wasn’t someone to trust
I’ll never be happy
I’m overreactin'
That’s not what I’m askin', don’t go
I’m self-medicating, I’m repressing rage
Highest highs and the lowest lows
We tried so hard
Are you willin' to try it again?
We tried so hard
But our hardest wasn’t even enough
And I found God swimming in my serotonin
I’ll never be happy
I’m overreactin'
That’s not what I’m askin', don’t go
I’m self-medicating, I’m repressing rage
Highest highs and the lowest lows
We tried so hard
But our hardest wasn’t even enough
We tried so hard
Do you think that we can try it again?
Are you willin', yeah, to try it again?