| I haven’t seen your face in about three months now
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| Think of all the times that I went to your place now
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| But I block it out now, yeah I
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| The price I’d pay for brighter days
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t you leave
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t leave my eyes again
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| Don’t leave me
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| Drunk walking home
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| Wishing you would call my phone
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| Where did we go wrong
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| I kept a lock on the door
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| So you wouldn’t know more than what I
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| I chose to show ya
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| Hope you notice that
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| I’m not over ya, nah nah
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| I waited all night long
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| Was that a memory that you kept?
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| You know we always kept the film on deck
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| That’s Francis Ford in your Honda Accord
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| You wanted more
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| Wish that we still talked
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| Even if the talk was small
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| Paint it on the wall
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| And I hear you all the time
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| But I don’t ever cry
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| I keep it deep inside
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| I’ll admit, my mistakes
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| I’m listening, I’m listening
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| I know everything will end
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| But I wish it’d start again
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| I couldn’t face the rain
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| Waited 'til September came
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| Made friends with my ex
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| In my bed, in my head
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| And now
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| You can hate me when I’m dead
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| What could I do then? |