Joey
Joey, why don't you come around and see me?
Got plenty of room now that I live alone
Last time I saw you, you were walking in the meadow
Your face was sweaty and your outfit was gone
I don't mind if you spill your wine like you used to
I know it's different, but we'll figure it out
Sometimes I feel like my memories never happened
Could you remind me, take me back for a night?
Was it ever real?
I don't even feel like that girl anymore
Was it heavenly?
I don't even see through those eyes anymore
A hundred small deaths
A hundred before
I am a revolving door
I am a revolving door
Joey, I'm working at a shop down on Main Street
It pays the bills and keeps my head screwed on tight
But I feel afraid 'cause we were never for staying
So narrow, so straight, and unwilling to fight
Was it ever real?
I don't even feel like that girl anymore
Was it heavenly?
I don't even see through those eyes anymore
A hundred smalls deaths
A hundred before
I am a revolving door
I am a revolving door
So, what is time but a thief among men?
Just a robber who moves on out of view
Forget the time, it's a watery friend
It moves on and it streams as it wants to
Joey, I need you more than ever before now
You are the gentle only key to my past
I want to reminisce, remember my springtime
I can rewind, but I need you to playback
Got plenty of room now that I live alone
Last time I saw you, you were walking in the meadow
Your face was sweaty and your outfit was gone
I don't mind if you spill your wine like you used to
I know it's different, but we'll figure it out
Sometimes I feel like my memories never happened
Could you remind me, take me back for a night?
Was it ever real?
I don't even feel like that girl anymore
Was it heavenly?
I don't even see through those eyes anymore
A hundred small deaths
A hundred before
I am a revolving door
I am a revolving door
Joey, I'm working at a shop down on Main Street
It pays the bills and keeps my head screwed on tight
But I feel afraid 'cause we were never for staying
So narrow, so straight, and unwilling to fight
Was it ever real?
I don't even feel like that girl anymore
Was it heavenly?
I don't even see through those eyes anymore
A hundred smalls deaths
A hundred before
I am a revolving door
I am a revolving door
So, what is time but a thief among men?
Just a robber who moves on out of view
Forget the time, it's a watery friend
It moves on and it streams as it wants to
Joey, I need you more than ever before now
You are the gentle only key to my past
I want to reminisce, remember my springtime
I can rewind, but I need you to playback
Credits
Writer(s): Samantha Crain
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