Driving Song

Driving south
Humming a song I learned from you
Can't pick up the phone
So I'm picking the song
I wouldn't know what to say

But I miss fighting
Doing laundry, laying on the concrete
I miss your whining
Ringing in my ears

Blasting music
On your steps
And I'm waiting for you
To come outside
And I'm throwing pebbles
At your window
I don't wanna call this a night

My hands in my head
Holding my breath
Even if we never talk again
Don't tell anyone what I told you

Blasting music
On your steps
And I'm waiting for you
To come outside
And I'm throwing pebbles
At your window
I don't wanna call this my night

I miss walking downtown
Pushing you off the sidewalk and
Laughing out loud



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