Lowest Point Lyrics & Chords By Smoking Popes

I got two dollars and fifty-one cents Eighteen matches, a lighter, two pens And a beat up copy of Cannery Row Five hundred miles left to go I got two dollars and fifty-one cents ...read more

So I’m alone for the first time in five years, Holy fuck, things have changed. I’m happy to see you can live without me. I’ve sorted out my life, my tragic life. Don’t...read more

I've already come to terms With bridges I have burned We all make mistakes We keep preparing for the worst So it won't seem adverse Just like we rehearsed Click, two,...read more

if you don't care, i don't care we don't belong together cause we don't belong anywhere if you're not sure, i'm not sure what all these tears are falling for let's decide...read more

Catching up on nothing in the basement I call home Dismantling discussions on a piss-soaked telephone I'm a grown-up, I've thrown up all these feelings lots before You're sitting...read more