it was in the way
that you wore your hair up
just like the day
that you cut your bangs off
it was in the west coast
the seattle sun set
just like the day
that i lost my best friend
it was in the nights spent
sleeping on my bunk bed
the bed frame beneath us
was built from wooden matchsticks
think if i could go back
i’d probably burn that mattress
i’d try to take with it
that whole college campus
if i crashed my car on my drive home
if a patch of ice sent me off the road
if i died before i turned 21
you’d be the only girl i ever really loved
i wrote more songs about
this shit than times we talked it out
you always said i quit
and looking back i guess i probably did
i hope you find the west
and that your handprints someday leave my chest
you’re still my biggest mistake
in every single fucking way
it was good to see you with a new boyfriend
who am i fucking kidding, i really couldn’t stand it
i’d write more songs about you if it would make a difference
this will be my last one, i really hope you like it
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