Australia

You had to take me home
Because I embarrassed you
Always ignored my calls
I still would've married you

It's so sad
To think this is all that we shared
I hope this sadness
Won't outlive us

We would drive around to old bands
By old I mean to the black keys
Had our first fight to the weight of love
Always think about the time you cried on me

It's so hard
To think this is all that we had
You'll meet with her
drinks on a rooftop bar With the girl from your work

I'd rather die than see you Fall in love without me
Knowing that I could've Done something
And I need you like the High tide needs the moon
You can't even call me From your Melbourne hotel room

And now you're bored but you still don't want me like I wish you would



Credits
Writer(s): Martha Mckay
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