Late Night Grief

All of my problems, got wrecked, in the back of m y car
You left when, we said we were done, you slept in
And I don't know why I kept em

All of my problems got wrecked, in the back of my car
I don't know why its so hard
To see, to do, the futures proof
And hell yeah, I still miss you

Your fathers a dick, we get that
And I don't know why I miss that
And now, there's nothing left to do
But sit back, and it all through

It all through
I still miss you
I still miss you
I still miss you

All of my problems got wrecked, in the back of my car
I don't know why its so hard
To see, to do, the futures proof
To see, to do, the futures proof
I still miss what we had
Cant go back

And to this day, we cant go back
And I don't know why I attach, myself
Attach myself away

Your fathers a dick, we get that
And I don't know why I miss that

All of my problems got wrecked, in the back of my car



Credits
Writer(s): James Bayless
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