The Format - On the Porch

I was on your porch, the smoke sank into a mask so I came inside to be with you.
We talked all night, about everything you could imagine. ‘Cause come the morning I’ll be gone.

And as our eyes start to close, I turn to you and I let you know: that I love you.

When my dad was sick; my mom she cared for him. Her love had nursed him back to life. And me, I ran. I couldn’t even look at him, for fear I’d have to say goodbye. And as I start to leave, he grabs me by the shoulder and he tells me: What’s left to lose? You’ve done enough. And if you fail, well then you fail, but not to us. ‘Cause these last three years, I know they’ve been hard, but now it’s time to get out of the desert and into the sun. Even if it’s alone.

So now here I sit, in a hotel off of Sunset. My thoughts bounce off of Sam’s guitar. And that’s the way it’s been, ever since we were kids, but now, now we’ve got something to prove.

And I, I can see their eyes.. but tell me something: can they see mine? ‘Cause what’s left to lose? I’ve done enough. And if I fail, well then I fail, but I gave it a shot. And these last three years, I know they’ve been hard, but now it’s time to get out of the desert and into the sun. Even if it’s alone.