Every time I pass by the bar by your house I look for you outside. I remember the times we would stay there till it closed down and walk home and have a few more and go upstairs. We were no longer lovers, but we didn't care at all. I know you still think of me sometimes. I know I don't deserve it.
Every time I stay awake at night, I remember that summer when we lived in your bed. We'd struggle for a little more room, but we never slept alone. We did all the things that lovers do. We stayed out at night and partied. If theres a song I cant forget, its not in my heart, just in my head.