Masterpiece

Masterpiece - Bayside

My friend

You're always the last one to leave

Those dimly lit rooms making

Sure the last glass makes its way

The table emptied

And every bottle in the place has been upside down

At least a few times what a waste

Is this whats left of you these days

You're not eighteen anymore

Five years should have been enough time for you

To grow up and get over this

Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick

From what you might of done or done it with

And I swear if I could take your pain

And frame it

And hang it on my wall

Maybe you would never have to hurt it all

Painting pictures in red and blue

A portrait bruise just like you

And now You're walking away

You're not eighteen anymore

Five years should have been enough time for you

To grow up and get over this

Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick

From what you might of done

When is enough finally enough

The hang ups and the heartbreaks get you past

Our failures lay down but just accept yourself

Find some thing that brings you closer to complete

Who go

Pictures in red and blue

A portrait bruise just like you

And now You're walking away

You're not eighteen anymore

Five years should have been enough time for you

To grow up and get over this

It's not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick

From what you might of done or done it with

When is enough finally enough

When is enough finally enough

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh