C.S. Armstrong - City In Ruins | A COLORS SHOW

It's not what it used to be
it's not what it used to be
I remember how it fell to pieces
city in ruins
no believers
bless their hearts
it ain't the same to me
sushi on a Tuesday
whispering love songs of Armstrong
you remember that summer feeling
we ain't felt that in so long
and somehow you manage to say
I don't deserve your loving no more
what you mean
what you need
at this point, I'll do damn near anything
it's not what it used to be

ain't that the truth
yea
I swear it's not what it used to be
I remember how it fell to pieces
city in ruins
no believers
bless their hearts
it ain't the same to me
wasn't it you that pressed the line
I remember you called my phone like nine times
my momma told me tell the truth so you know i ain't lying
so help me God before I commit nine crimes
to get it back
with some of this
and some of that
the elements
truth and facts
bring it back
but she busy chasing trends
too many sins to count
too busy chasing clout forgot about what that love about
it's not what it used to be
i swear it's not what it used to be
i remember how it fell to pieces
city in ruins
no believers
bless their hearts
it ain't what it used to be