DEAR JASMIN

Yeah
Got my fair share of shed tears
Used to stock clothes
While you was up at cashier
Used to give you my attention
And some open ears
While we kicked it back
And talk about our biggest fears

Thrift shopping
Netflix and binge watching
Dancin in the pit to our favorite
Artist
What a time to be alive
To be standing outside of your Front door on Brent drive

You, we're my
Best friend
I'm on that B.S
Once again
I know you'll never
Take me back and

I was a fool then but I feel
Like i'm mature now
But it's too late to say something
Look how we turned out
Way too late to put bandaids on
Bullet holes
But we just cover them up with all
Our baggy clothes

I haven't seen or texted you since
Beginning of April
Sticky situation
Fuck the maple syrup
Never was the purest
Never grew up nurtured but
I always had a roof over my head
And a friend that I could talk to

And a friend that I could talk to
And a friend that I could talk to
And a friend that I could talk to
Dear Jasmin this apology letter Was all about you

Thrift shopping
Netflix and binge watching
Dancin in the pit to our favorite
Artist
What a time to be alive
To be standing outside of your Front door on Brent drive

You, we're my
Best friend
I'm on that B.S
Once again
I know you'll never
Take me back and



Credits
Writer(s): Franklin St.louis
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