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You said it sounded like sentimental bullshit
When I said we fell asleep listening to Owen
So I closed my eyes and thought back to the night before
In the darkness where over-whelming feelings were growing
And I tried to think of what I'd say to her- listening to her breathing
But I'm no good with words so I lay there like a fucking heathen-
Waiting for lightning to strike
Or someone to pass me a mic
So I could explain it up here on the stage
Or I could go to your front door and find a page with words to a song dear to your heart
And maybe we could make this love start
And last summer I died a slow, and lonely painful death
But I brought it on myself. What did I expect
But now when I close my eyes I don't see darkness I see you
And all the super shit-hot awesome stuff you do
And when I reminisce of those few lonely summer days
It's just- hair products, texting you, JD in some fucked up haze
Some times I thought I could have lived that way forever
Hey! That's probably why I warned you off
Cause I'm really FUCKING CLEVER
But I wished I could take it all back
Roll up my sleeves, there's my heart it's oh so black
In this nightclub we could talk the night away
How did something that feels so right, stay under my radar for so long?
I don't really care now
But it sure makes a fucker of a song
When I said we fell asleep listening to Owen
So I closed my eyes and thought back to the night before
In the darkness where over-whelming feelings were growing
And I tried to think of what I'd say to her- listening to her breathing
But I'm no good with words so I lay there like a fucking heathen-
Waiting for lightning to strike
Or someone to pass me a mic
So I could explain it up here on the stage
Or I could go to your front door and find a page with words to a song dear to your heart
And maybe we could make this love start
And last summer I died a slow, and lonely painful death
But I brought it on myself. What did I expect
But now when I close my eyes I don't see darkness I see you
And all the super shit-hot awesome stuff you do
And when I reminisce of those few lonely summer days
It's just- hair products, texting you, JD in some fucked up haze
Some times I thought I could have lived that way forever
Hey! That's probably why I warned you off
Cause I'm really FUCKING CLEVER
But I wished I could take it all back
Roll up my sleeves, there's my heart it's oh so black
In this nightclub we could talk the night away
How did something that feels so right, stay under my radar for so long?
I don't really care now
But it sure makes a fucker of a song
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Wood
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