Twenty

I've botched a lot of big loves
I've lost a lot of best friends
Something 'bout aging makes the pain hot again
I'm turning twenty next week
Still waiting for my gut to speak
Something 'bout a guarantee makes me more uneasy
I miss a lot of things about my hometown
I miss a lot of people I don't really know now
I kissed you real gentle and your voice began to tremble
On the phone in your bathroom
I don't know why I hurt you



Credits
Writer(s): Mariah Holyoke Houston
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