I've Known You For Such a Long, Long Time (or Unknown)

oh, gripping to the same old
self deprecating songs we sing
scratched the key into our throats
just as the old harmony goes
and goes and goes and goes
off to the deep end, we say
to scrape out the old ways
when the blood we used to drink
and the vomit we used to hurl around the room
would make me into a fool
now it's not just me and you
and this chronological sore
that just longs to grow
but it just can't
not now
not anymore