Second Chance
He said I look the prettiest
When he listens to sad songs
Wasn't sure what he meant
Till I saw his playlist three hours long
Named it "reminders of her"
Topics of missing the girl you hurt
Psychoanalyze alone
And cry to it while driving home
I can't help but be in love with brown eyes and boney hugs
I find nice he don't mind I collect bones, rocks, and bugs
When I'm around he sings out loud now
And when we're sad we'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
He said my lips taste better
When he breathes the air from my lungs
Worried that he's color blind
He may not see the red that runs
The same songs on repeat
They all remind him of you and me
Psychoanalyze alone
Cry to it while driving home
I can't help but be in love with brown eyes and boney hugs
I find nice he don't mind I collect bones, rocks, and bugs
When I'm around he sings out loud now
And when we're sad we'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
Maybe don't make me beg
Treat me right the first time
Second chances come along
Just don't fool me twice
Project on me and I internalize
Cry in you car and just psychoanalyze
I can't help but be in love with brown eyes and boney hugs
I find nice he don't mind I collect bones, rocks, and bugs
When I'm around he sings out loud now
And when we're sad we'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
Talk it out
We'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
When he listens to sad songs
Wasn't sure what he meant
Till I saw his playlist three hours long
Named it "reminders of her"
Topics of missing the girl you hurt
Psychoanalyze alone
And cry to it while driving home
I can't help but be in love with brown eyes and boney hugs
I find nice he don't mind I collect bones, rocks, and bugs
When I'm around he sings out loud now
And when we're sad we'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
He said my lips taste better
When he breathes the air from my lungs
Worried that he's color blind
He may not see the red that runs
The same songs on repeat
They all remind him of you and me
Psychoanalyze alone
Cry to it while driving home
I can't help but be in love with brown eyes and boney hugs
I find nice he don't mind I collect bones, rocks, and bugs
When I'm around he sings out loud now
And when we're sad we'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
Maybe don't make me beg
Treat me right the first time
Second chances come along
Just don't fool me twice
Project on me and I internalize
Cry in you car and just psychoanalyze
I can't help but be in love with brown eyes and boney hugs
I find nice he don't mind I collect bones, rocks, and bugs
When I'm around he sings out loud now
And when we're sad we'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
Talk it out
We'll talk, we'll talk, talk it out
Credits
Writer(s): Caroline Carr, Lucio Rubino
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