Amy
You walk around the streets of my old town
But your head is hanging down
Was it an honest mistake
That you never tried to
Make another chance to make it right
So you pick another
Fighting, crossing lines just ain't fair
And his hands are in your hair
(He doesn't care)
It would only take your time
(He doesn't share)
All the walls you left behind
(You're never there)
Something tells me that
I might never pass your house again
It's the death of a friend
You walk around the streets of my old town
But you sunk it in the ground
Was it an honest mistake
That you never tried to
Make amends cause it might take some work
Oh, you act like such a
Jealousy can take you by surprise
Amy, I'm saying goodbye
(I didn't share)
What you told me last July
(You didn't care)
Didn't wanna take your pride
(I just wanted fair)
Something tells me that
I might never hear your voice again
It's the death of a friend
You can wipe your slates till they're all clean
I could never go back to seventeen
You've become estranged to what I sow
I'll reap them as they grow
(He doesn't care)
It would only take your time
(He doesn't share)
Didn't want to take your pride
I just wanted fair
Something tells me that
You and I were made to not make sense
It's the death of a friend
But your head is hanging down
Was it an honest mistake
That you never tried to
Make another chance to make it right
So you pick another
Fighting, crossing lines just ain't fair
And his hands are in your hair
(He doesn't care)
It would only take your time
(He doesn't share)
All the walls you left behind
(You're never there)
Something tells me that
I might never pass your house again
It's the death of a friend
You walk around the streets of my old town
But you sunk it in the ground
Was it an honest mistake
That you never tried to
Make amends cause it might take some work
Oh, you act like such a
Jealousy can take you by surprise
Amy, I'm saying goodbye
(I didn't share)
What you told me last July
(You didn't care)
Didn't wanna take your pride
(I just wanted fair)
Something tells me that
I might never hear your voice again
It's the death of a friend
You can wipe your slates till they're all clean
I could never go back to seventeen
You've become estranged to what I sow
I'll reap them as they grow
(He doesn't care)
It would only take your time
(He doesn't share)
Didn't want to take your pride
I just wanted fair
Something tells me that
You and I were made to not make sense
It's the death of a friend
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Writer(s): Sarah Gross
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