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Sixteen days
On road to
A summer's kiss
On a boulevard
In between
We tried to fly
And we fell
We fell down
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
On the streets
In the rain
You tried to say
Love was hard
And I know
You didn't cry
When we fell apart
We fell apart
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
On road to
A summer's kiss
On a boulevard
In between
We tried to fly
And we fell
We fell down
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
On the streets
In the rain
You tried to say
Love was hard
And I know
You didn't cry
When we fell apart
We fell apart
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
I wish I could tell you I'm sorry I didn't
Come home last night, I got fucked up ran out of cash and I
Couldn't find a cab home, there's a note on the table
It reads goodbye, it reads goodbye
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Writer(s): Richard Huynh
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