Jeans
Maybe it is time that I open up
A pair of jeans just to say what's up
I don't know exactly where we fell apart
Jumping for my end just to make a start
She said that she might have cancer
I don't really know cuz we don't talk about it
Driving 95 on his own
A broken stereo, A little stoned
Trapped inside a scent and taste of menthol
Piece of mind from a stupid song
I don't know what happened to the boy I knew
Last saw him on somebody's avenue
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Dropped another tear on your letters
Baby you remember our forever?
Am I audible?
Wishing at your curtain calls
I'd be standing there
Screaming in a loud applauses
Drowned in stares
Alone to bare
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Dropped another tear on your letters
Baby you remember our forever?
I don't know what's right
I don't know what's wrong
Talking to myself
Haunt all my nights
I don't know what's right
Haunting all my night
Talk to myself
Hanging on the shelf
You can do without
Burning through the work
Banging on my chest
Smoking up the rest
Sowing up a vein
Cleaning up the stains you know
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Dropped another tear on your letters
Baby you remember our forever?
A pair of jeans just to say what's up
I don't know exactly where we fell apart
Jumping for my end just to make a start
She said that she might have cancer
I don't really know cuz we don't talk about it
Driving 95 on his own
A broken stereo, A little stoned
Trapped inside a scent and taste of menthol
Piece of mind from a stupid song
I don't know what happened to the boy I knew
Last saw him on somebody's avenue
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Dropped another tear on your letters
Baby you remember our forever?
Am I audible?
Wishing at your curtain calls
I'd be standing there
Screaming in a loud applauses
Drowned in stares
Alone to bare
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Dropped another tear on your letters
Baby you remember our forever?
I don't know what's right
I don't know what's wrong
Talking to myself
Haunt all my nights
I don't know what's right
Haunting all my night
Talk to myself
Hanging on the shelf
You can do without
Burning through the work
Banging on my chest
Smoking up the rest
Sowing up a vein
Cleaning up the stains you know
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Maybe I was wrong
Burning idle time
Had to cut you out
Focus on my mind
Steeping in regret
Knowing what I lost
A CD on repeat
Driving through the frost of slow town
Dropped another tear on your letters
Baby you remember our forever?
Credits
Writer(s): Damian Gutierrez, Luke Faulkingham, Dustin Diaz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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