Lover Lately

Could of had all the fanciest cars, on the list at the clubs and the bars
Could of had a place with a view, on the outs with someone new
That I couldn't care less about the way they talk or talk about the things
That make me wish that they were you
Could of been loving so complacent, thinking of you could of took the money and run
On the road, pull the trigger for fun
Could of lost my light in the scene, in a script that I'd never read
When I roll the dash over the white lines struggling to find the time to talk to friends I knew
Could of been written boardwalk basic, buried with you
I could of been close to you, could of been the one that mattered most to you
I could of been a friend to you but I can't be now
Love or hate me, you know I'd love to come down
Lover, lately the hands I hold are handouts
From here the city is a room with four walls, from here I'm high enough to break when I fall
Love or hate me, you know I love to let down
Could of turned down any other block on the night when your heart nearly stopped
Could of left and never came back, but it's a feeling darker than that
When I take my eyes away from yours its too much and I'm too insecure to tell you I wish I never left
Could of been at the party chasing lovers again
I could of been close to you, I could of been the one that mattered most to you
I could of been a friend to you but I can't be now
You could of been real with me, you could of been the one to run away me
You could of been a friend to me, but you can't be now
Love or hate me, you know I'd love to come down
Lover, lately the hands I hold are handouts
From here the city is a room with four walls, from here I'm high enough to break when I fall
Love or hate me, you know I love to let down
Could of been at the top of the charts, could of been the hand on your heart
Could of been my first tattoo, could of been babysitting with you
Could of been the hands on your dress, could of been such a beautiful mess
We could of been such a beautiful mess
Love or hate me, you know I'd love to come down
Lover, lately the hands I hold are handouts
From here the city is a room with four walls, from here I'm high enough to break when I fall
Love or hate me, you know I love to let down



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Writer(s): Certain Self
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