The End
I know you're mad at 3 a.m.
The way you look when you like something, ooh
And I love it
Ooh, can't get enough of it
I know you talk in your sleep when you're stressed
A know-it-all, you're the worst and the best, ooh
And I love it
Ooh, right now I'm thinking of it
Some things just aren't meant to be
Still it takes too much time to see
Still holding on to that dream
Hold on to me
And meet me on the Lower East Side at nine, outside the Chelsea Hotel
Tell me that my dress would look better, lying at the foot of your bed
We'll spend too much money on coffee, just to see the sun in your eyes
Everything is perfect
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
Are you blaming yourself like me?
Counting days, years, one, two, three
Oh, what it wasn't
Oh, kinda fucks you up, doesn't it?
Like, some things just aren't meant to be
Still it takes too much time to see
Still holding on to that dream
Hold on to me (hold on to me)
Meet me on the Lower East Side at nine
Outside the Chelsea Hotel (hold on to me)
Drink too much, and fight about nothing
I say, "Why don't you go to hell?"
Say our sorries, baby, I love you
Let's do it all over again (hold on to me)
Everything was perfect
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The way you look when you like something, ooh
And I love it
Ooh, can't get enough of it
I know you talk in your sleep when you're stressed
A know-it-all, you're the worst and the best, ooh
And I love it
Ooh, right now I'm thinking of it
Some things just aren't meant to be
Still it takes too much time to see
Still holding on to that dream
Hold on to me
And meet me on the Lower East Side at nine, outside the Chelsea Hotel
Tell me that my dress would look better, lying at the foot of your bed
We'll spend too much money on coffee, just to see the sun in your eyes
Everything is perfect
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
Are you blaming yourself like me?
Counting days, years, one, two, three
Oh, what it wasn't
Oh, kinda fucks you up, doesn't it?
Like, some things just aren't meant to be
Still it takes too much time to see
Still holding on to that dream
Hold on to me (hold on to me)
Meet me on the Lower East Side at nine
Outside the Chelsea Hotel (hold on to me)
Drink too much, and fight about nothing
I say, "Why don't you go to hell?"
Say our sorries, baby, I love you
Let's do it all over again (hold on to me)
Everything was perfect
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
The only thing I'd change is the end
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Parker, Nate Cyphert, Delacey
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