Whiny - Chairs | Текст песни

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Say you remember when i could write
your name on the arms
of the chairs you frequented.
Its like we knew they were yours.
And we can hang on together
forever on the same things
we thought we knew we'd stop.
We knew we were better off
leaving only locked doors
like crumbs on the path behind.
We though one day they might lead us back
that not even crows would eat them.

All the time you've spent drunk in smoke filled rooms
you were tripping on what was already behind you.
There's a shade in your home
that just wont go.

I can remember the time of day
but not what season it was.
I was so sure what you wanted
but I'm still not sure what i was waiting for.
I guess it was warm.
Maybe summer.
You cut my jeans into shorts and we said goodnight
leaving only locked doors.