December 29th
It was the day they
Told me about love
And the multitude
That it covers
Is what they'd
Been preaching of
It was the night
I sat in the car
With Tyne, and I cried
Over someone
I could not get back
So I'll sit on
The edge your bed
And play my guitar
While you fall asleep
Next to me
Next to me
It was July
A Friday night
I had packed up my bags
I made up my mind
But my best friend
Evan saved my life
It was December 29th
And I knew I'd lost her
But I could not let her go
So I'll sit on
The edge your bed
I'll play my guitar
While you fall asleep
And I'll sit on
The edge your bed
I'll sing out my heart
While you fall asleep
It was the night
I slept in my clothes
I woke up alone
On Tarlowski's couch
And all I had known
Is I had broken my phone
But I could not remember
Just how I had gotten there
Or how I would get home
It was the night
I slept in my clothes
I woke up alone
On somebody's couch
And all I had known
Is I had broken my phone
I could not remember
Just how I had gotten there
Or how I would get home
We've all been down that road
We know where it goes
We're going down, going down, fast
Told me about love
And the multitude
That it covers
Is what they'd
Been preaching of
It was the night
I sat in the car
With Tyne, and I cried
Over someone
I could not get back
So I'll sit on
The edge your bed
And play my guitar
While you fall asleep
Next to me
Next to me
It was July
A Friday night
I had packed up my bags
I made up my mind
But my best friend
Evan saved my life
It was December 29th
And I knew I'd lost her
But I could not let her go
So I'll sit on
The edge your bed
I'll play my guitar
While you fall asleep
And I'll sit on
The edge your bed
I'll sing out my heart
While you fall asleep
It was the night
I slept in my clothes
I woke up alone
On Tarlowski's couch
And all I had known
Is I had broken my phone
But I could not remember
Just how I had gotten there
Or how I would get home
It was the night
I slept in my clothes
I woke up alone
On somebody's couch
And all I had known
Is I had broken my phone
I could not remember
Just how I had gotten there
Or how I would get home
We've all been down that road
We know where it goes
We're going down, going down, fast
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Writer(s): Andrew Standley
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