Theater Marquee Lyrics

I walk down to my theater marquee

The one on second street, showing some weird movie

We got a little high and a bit too judgmental

And on the L the people look so beaten up

All their cell phone lights, they're drying out my eyes

Underneath my theater marquee

Slouched posture, yeah, we could be anything

And with Wednesday morning axes in my head

I get my relief down at my theater marquee

I'm getting caught up in passing conversations

Of teenage ideologies of vodka mixed with gaterade

If you think too heavy you'll never get drunk

You're just gonna get yourself a little too fucked up

With a mind that's racing and jaw that's wired shut

She says"it looks like you lost" I said"no""But I'm not winning, I'm barely breaking even"