Lucky Strike lyrics

I'll never be the comfort
You lost when you were nine or so
I can't fill those big of holes
But you knew that about me

I never want to wake up
Livin' your fake memory
I want to wake up in your bed
f*cking scared

Pushing through the bullsh*t
And working up the nerve to speak

I'll never fix your car
Or find you another dead end job
So let's lay on this carpeted floor
And draw with crayons