Another Little Postcard
He said he loved you, and you fell for all of his tricks
Was it worth it? I don't think so (In other words, that's a "hell no")
You thought you loved him, but now you know
You just couldn't, wouldn't, took a really long time to let go
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
You split your life in two
You wonder "what's the other point-of-view?" from kangaroo avenue
Remember when the most important thing was grades and to make do
But that you outgrew; had other things to pursue
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
You finally quit that job.
Nothing beats the pain you went through that year
But where are you right now in your career?
You used to lack the time for other things
Like board game nights with wine
Overworked, but you said you were fine
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
If you hate starting over; stop giving up
Get off the couch, even if it's Monday
So you can thank you, yesterday
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
This is another little postcard that I'm writing
To myself, so that years from now
I can see, I'll know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
Was it worth it? I don't think so (In other words, that's a "hell no")
You thought you loved him, but now you know
You just couldn't, wouldn't, took a really long time to let go
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
You split your life in two
You wonder "what's the other point-of-view?" from kangaroo avenue
Remember when the most important thing was grades and to make do
But that you outgrew; had other things to pursue
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
You finally quit that job.
Nothing beats the pain you went through that year
But where are you right now in your career?
You used to lack the time for other things
Like board game nights with wine
Overworked, but you said you were fine
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
If you hate starting over; stop giving up
Get off the couch, even if it's Monday
So you can thank you, yesterday
It's just another little postcard that I wrote
To myself, all those years ago
Little did I know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
This is another little postcard that I'm writing
To myself, so that years from now
I can see, I'll know; how much I've changed
How much I've grown
Credits
Writer(s): Yen Amanda Ong
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