Thirty Eight - The Ivy/Zach Siddiqui/Shawn Abhari/Wyatt Clem
Composed by：Zach Siddiqui/Shawn Abhari/Wyatt Clem
Produced by：The Ivy
Burning through the days
With an endless fuse
And watching all the
Cars hoping I see you
If only I had known then
That I'd be here
I would have kept you
In my head just to stay clear
I wasn't looking for
The warning in disguise
A new year takes it's toll
And nothing's changed I know
Another Summer to spend alone
Another search for
Someone to phone
Another hour to waste
With empty spaces pointless chases
I know you don't care
About me now
I'm living with a hope
That we somehow
Make it back to the
Thirty-eighth street days
I never got the taste
Out of my mouth
Of fake love sweet enough
To make me drown
And no I never got
The timeline matched up
But I'll keep playing
On the strings of bad luck
And you know I never
Wanna tell you lies
The way it seems to go
Nothing's changed I know
Another Summer to
Spend alone
Another search for
Someone to phone
Another hour to waste
With empty spaces
Pointless chases
I know you don't
Care about me now
I'm living with a hope
That we somehow
Make it back to the
Thirty-eighth street days
I know you don't care
About me now
I'm living with a hope
That we somehow
Make it back to the
Thirty-eighth street days
Maybe we were never meant
To figure out
What's the point in even
Trying to think of how
To make it back to the
Thirty-eighth street days
I know you don't care
About me now
I'm living with a hope
That we somehow
Make it back to the
Thirty-eighth street days
