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Lost Weekend (Reprise)

Phoebe Bridgers

He never made it a day in a shirt
He's not comin' back as a bird
He's not coming back
He's not coming back
But I still live by the things he taught me
Like how to forgive when they're not sorry
And the government isn't tryna kill you
They just don't care if they kill you
I am my old man's oldest son
I fought the wall and the wall won
But if I ever come out of hiding
You won't have to know how to find me again

Now I can't see any stars in the sky
When a dream comes true, a fantasy dies
But we're gonna be alright, me and you
You love me and I won't ever let you forget, not yet

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh