7 Weeks Lyrics - Singles - Gym Class Heroes

My life's these yellow lines, concrete and parliament butts 

Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks 

Load in, sound check, play show, load out 

Let's go, next city, oh great, off day 

Hangovers, hangups, dial backs, running make up 

Apologies and promises and nobody acknowledges 

That boys in bands got it so damn bad 

But we love like the last cigarette we'll ever have 

I'm putting miles on my body 'bout due for a tune up 

In this gas station, food ain't really helping but 

I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder 

Of exactly why we did it to begin with 

This is how it has to be 

A kiss for luck, submerge myself 

And in 7 weeks resurface, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

Tired boys with wired eyes 

Exposing imperfections to the public eye 

We're perfect, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

I like these hotels, passports, random bag checks 

Day dreams of love affairs that I haven't had yet 

Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different dame 

Same clothes, 7 days, whew, damn, I need to change 

And it's a lifestyle I wouldn't recommend 

Wild 'n out on a level Nic Cannon couldn't comprehend 

(Fuck out of here) 

We made a lot of friends and even more enemies 

Some of which were genuine and others just pretend to be 

Soft raving baby, life's lovely 

Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me 

The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly 

'Cause you paint a pretty picture but the frame is so ugly 

This is how it has to be 

A kiss for luck, submerge myself 

And in 7 weeks resurface, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

Tired boys with wired eyes 

Exposing imperfections to the public eye 

We're perfect, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

And now it's back in a van with four of my mans 

Until we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands 

I feel like tourin' this land's made me more of a man 

From killa California to the shores of Japan 

Good times stayin' up late in Austin 

Coast to coast, V8 to Chicago 

To gettin' up with Johnny Cupcakes in Boston 

And smokin' that most great eight in Colorado 

Home ain't home no more 

I hug the road and kiss the concrete 

And sometimes I even hear her heartbeat 

No matter where we go or where we at 

We carry upstate on our back, it's like that 

This is how it has to be 

A kiss for luck, submerge myself 

And in 7 weeks resurface, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

Tired boys with wired eyes 

Exposing imperfections to the public eye 

We're perfect, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

This is how it has to be 

A kiss for luck, submerge myself 

And in 7 weeks resurface, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

Tired boys with wired eyes 

Exposing imperfections to the public eye 

We're perfect, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

So a lot of you don't realize 

There's a whole subculture 

Of boys driving around in vans 

Even if we don't look back again 

Looking for your daughters 

And your lottery tickets 

Love it or leave it, I'm like this 

Even if we don't look back again 

I love my life, bitches 

Even if we don't look back again 

Even if we don't look back again