LYRICS:

Person 1:
I make the way home 
I glance at the phone
Oh god it's cold
I fill up the hole 
With music on roll
It's all Post Malone
I never knew why
I never knew when
I'd feel this way
It's hard to say
My head ain't okay
All things must end
All things must die
If I believed it
I might just know how
But now it's fine
For now it's time
To live and lie
To myself
That I need no help
I need no help

Am I the one who stops at a green light?
My head might be bent, it just doesn't feel right
Drunk man in a chevvy rushes by
If I'd driven I'd lost life, found light


Person 2:
On my way home from work
In my new Chevrolet
Life is good this time around
It feels okay
Can't wait to show my wife
Our new, sweet ride
And cruise through the city
Wherever the lights take us
Up on the driveway I park
With a smiling heart
But as soon as I walked in
Life became miles hard
Clothes on the floor
Distant screams: more, more
Hand me the gin 
This ride will soar
I feel so sore

Am I the one who runs past a red light?
A few drinks, it just does't feel right
Wife slept with another man, no fight
Just a trip to sainsbury's, liqour dims my sight

Drugee