Last Thing We Do - Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors

Thinking blinking consistency

Why can I feel you staring at me

I saw your face in Los Angeles

And the traffic never made it love it any less

There’s a reason a season a treason for meaning

Like a hot blooded cold hearted film without a screening

Dreamed up in your head now it’s dead

Nobody cared in the first place

How long have I loved you?

How long have I told you the truth?

We’re gonna try and make it better

We’re gonna try and make it better

We’re gonna try and make it better

Oh, if it’s the last thing that we do

I drove to Memphis to see my mother

Oil change, rearrange, gas station druthers

Red light, yellow light, up to Chicago

Colorado, Mexico, anywhere you wanna go

Waking, sleeping, loving, and goodbyeing

Bravado, eating crow, I heard you crying

Left wing, right wing, nobody hears you sing

Yeah we’re moving on without you

How long have I loved you?

How long have I told you the truth?

We’re gonna try and make it better

We’re gonna try and make it better

We’re gonna try and make it better

Oh, if it’s the last thing that we do

I see the metaphor tell me more tomorrow

The harvest is coming and still we borrow

Feedback, aching back, I hear the violin

I feel like a stranger in my own skin

The congregation sang, but the preacher stayed home

With the kings, queens, and thieves all along

Like a pilgrim without a place to roam

Nobody saw us trying

How long have I loved you?

How long have I told you the truth?

We’re gonna try and make it better

We’re gonna try and make it better

We’re gonna try and make it better

Oh, if it’s the last thing that we do