Bittersweet
I don't need you
Fucking with my head
But I miss you
Especially in my bed
You and I
Deserve a constellation
Hanging in the sky
For the water bottle fights and the lonely nights
Do you think of me when you're high?
It's the last time I saw your face and I can't
Recognize the man in your place
I thought that home was Southern California
But it's you, babe
And I'm
Trying to be okay
I packed it up and I got the fuck out of that place
But I still hear your voice when I'm out
And I'm having dreams of you walking out
Feels like this every time
It's a bittersweet goodbye
Remember when you were around
Our smiles in the night were a blur
This was our town
How could you share all of our firsts?
Do you still think about San Francisco?
The tunnel wishes we made
Do you still think about me every day?
Do you wish that I stayed?
It's the anniversary of running away
To be honest it feels like it's the first day
I thought that home would be our cheap apartment
In New York, babe
And I'm
Trying to be okay
I packed it up and I got the fuck out of that place
But I still think about getting drunk on a boat
Staying up all night to kick off the summer
Pausing a movie fifty times for a quote it's so
Bittersweet
My, my
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Please just come back
I can't take it
Please just come back
Find a way to say yes
Please just come back
I can't take it
Please just come back
Find a way to say yes
The last time I saw your face I couldn't
Recognize the man in your place
I'd do anything to bring you back to me
Back to me baby
I'm trying to be okay
I packed it up and I got the fuck out of that place
But I still hear your voice in the crowds
Do you miss me now?
This is a fucking ghost town
I see us spinning all around
Look at us laying on the ground
Dancing in this graveyard now
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Bittersweet
Goodbye
Fucking with my head
But I miss you
Especially in my bed
You and I
Deserve a constellation
Hanging in the sky
For the water bottle fights and the lonely nights
Do you think of me when you're high?
It's the last time I saw your face and I can't
Recognize the man in your place
I thought that home was Southern California
But it's you, babe
And I'm
Trying to be okay
I packed it up and I got the fuck out of that place
But I still hear your voice when I'm out
And I'm having dreams of you walking out
Feels like this every time
It's a bittersweet goodbye
Remember when you were around
Our smiles in the night were a blur
This was our town
How could you share all of our firsts?
Do you still think about San Francisco?
The tunnel wishes we made
Do you still think about me every day?
Do you wish that I stayed?
It's the anniversary of running away
To be honest it feels like it's the first day
I thought that home would be our cheap apartment
In New York, babe
And I'm
Trying to be okay
I packed it up and I got the fuck out of that place
But I still think about getting drunk on a boat
Staying up all night to kick off the summer
Pausing a movie fifty times for a quote it's so
Bittersweet
My, my
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Please just come back
I can't take it
Please just come back
Find a way to say yes
Please just come back
I can't take it
Please just come back
Find a way to say yes
The last time I saw your face I couldn't
Recognize the man in your place
I'd do anything to bring you back to me
Back to me baby
I'm trying to be okay
I packed it up and I got the fuck out of that place
But I still hear your voice in the crowds
Do you miss me now?
This is a fucking ghost town
I see us spinning all around
Look at us laying on the ground
Dancing in this graveyard now
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh uh oh
Bittersweet
Goodbye
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Writer(s): Shannon Kennedy
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