Lyrics Finders Keepers - Shortly

Finders Keepers

All I have is cigarettes to offer you
All you have is everything, I should have left then
You kiss the pavement every afternoon when
You see me leaving with smoke on my breath
All I have left of pieces of what we had
Are tucked away with shameful images inside my head
All I have left of pieces of what we had
Are tucked away with the shameful images
All I have is a flannel shirt you gave to me
All you have of mine you can keep, I don’t want it back now
You kiss the pavement every afternoon when
You see her leave and you pray she comes back
Not unlike me, and
All I have left of pieces of what we had
Are tucked away with shameful images inside my head
All I have left of pieces of what we had
Are tucked away with the shameful images
And I’m not coming home