Lyrics Every Grubby Little Memory - The Boy Least Likely To

Every Grubby Little Memory

It was love
I suppose
But I felt sometimes like a snail
Climbing a rose
As I felt
For your faults
Wet and warm and soft and sealed
With calcified salts
And still sometimes when
I think of us just being friends
It seems so wrong
But if it didn’t make you happy
It didn’t make you happy
And every grubby little memory
Makes it impossible for me
To forget
How it was
I was so in love but still
I felt slightly lost
As I crawled
Slow and dumb
Picking over your petals
Pretending that I was still young
And I guess sometimes it’s
The tiniest simplest bits
That I find so hard
But if it didn’t make me happy
It didn’t make me happy
And every grubby little memory
Makes it impossible for me
To be… on my own
Still every grubby little memory (Every grubby little memory)
Makes it impossible for me (Every grubby…)
Every grubby little memory (Every grubby…)
Every grubby little memory