The Hell Back Home

It all was a dream
and it was worth the memories
if i make it out alive
then know that this got the best of me
my nuckles are white
but i can't get a grip
if it's the last song i write

i'll make the words fit
from the roof of this house
I watch the sun go down
On the time that i cursed
Since i turned sixteen
A set of keys i was california dreaming
Drive just drive

I've been saying that ill change my ways
But someday seems to be
My favorite word lately
He lent out his hand,
But i pushed it away
Now i damned myself from the words
I didn't say
And all the things i said i wouldn't do i've done
Things get hard all i think to do is run
But all i want is something i call my own

I let my heart woah
Get the best of me this time
I lost myself
And all that mattered most to me
One thing doesnt make a man

I cant believe all the things ive seen
I was moving so fast i forgot to take it all in
As i sat down in tears afraid and alone
Makes you think of the times
That mattered the most
And now its five years later
And I'm still all alone
My closest thing to a friend
Put a dime in a pay phone
And now I'm feeling all the pain that i could
Behind this broken down piano
At the back of this bar
So this is california
The sun still sets the exact same way as back home
On the roof top the sun still sets the same
The sun still sets the same

I let my heart woah
Get the best of me this time
I lost my self
And all that mattered most to me
But one thing doesn't make a man
One thing doesn't make a man

The lies i told the hearts i broke
The things i had i never told
The tip of my tongue my finger tips penciled every word i missed
And i for got to mention i when i move back home
And now I'm going back to the only thing i've ever known
Woah get the best of me this time
I lost myself
And all that mattered most to me
But one thing doesn't make a man

I let my heart woah
Get the best of me this time
I lost my self
And all that mattered most to me
But one thing doesnt make a man
One thing doesnt make a man