in the good times

I cried
And died a little bit inside
About your pretty lies

And it's not a surprise
That you're here to try
To apologize

You looked at my eyes
And said you were high
That you are a good guy

Well let me clarify
I'm not yours anymore
Like I was before
So goodbye

Back to July
At the summertime
When you lied

I miss the midnight drives
Us watching the blue sky
When I had butterflies
In the good times
Oh, in the good times
Oh, in the good times

Right now I'm at our old place
And it's the same
Just like last time we came

Maybe I shouldn't be here
Cause I still can hear
Both of us laughing
And dancing

Back to July
At the summertime

I miss the midnight drives
Us watching the blue sky
In the good times
When I had butterflies
In the good times



Credits
Writer(s): Isabela Almeida
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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