Postcard (Just Like You)

She was just like you
All green and blue
Those neon hues
The worn out shoes
Just like you
Just like you

She was just like you
I'm red and blue
'Cause all these words
Never bloomed
So I died right there
And she left
Like you

Just like you
Just like you

Send me a fucking postcard from Paris
Tell me your trip was all you imagined
Tell me you wanted to get back together
Tell me I'm sounding just like my parents
Tell me I should've waited and waited and waited
Tell me I should've called you and called you and called you
Tell me you're always right
And I'll tell you I've been better



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Powers
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