Goodbye / Trouble

Goodbye, Skinny told you
“You don't know me til I say I know you”
Goodbye, beneath the bleachers
$60 for your metal t-shirt
Goodbye, goodbye

Hand on your throat
You bet til you choke
And it’s hell til you fold

Goodbye, did it make it stop
When you chained that pack of cigarettes and copped?
Goodbye, he said “I can't ignore you
I've been trying but I still adore you“
Goodbye, goodbye

Hand on your throat
You bet til you choke
And it’s hell til you fold

You took an L round Union Square
I never thought that I would find you there
While I was waiting for the sound of god
Or any other who could tell me I'm wrong
I took a wallet chain to thе head
You didn't notice but I'll nevеr forget
How you stayed in trouble

Yeah I'll stick around you
It doesn't matter if you're rubber or glue
Cause I would wait for the son of god
Or any other who could tell me I'm wrong
I sold some shit to some shady bro’s
You took the money but you left me their clothes and
Your pain and trouble
Stayed in trouble