Letters Part Two
What a funny way to die
Breaking up outside your driveway
Where I kissed your lips for the first time
And it doesn't make it right
But I hope it comforts you to know we got to live before we got old
And distant
When you're walking around campus
Tell the truth, yeah, do you miss me
We're so impatient
But I've heard too many stories about the other guy
What a funny way to live
When you take this whole town with you
Will you take the pavement I'm eating
At a party with your friends
No regard for those you left on the other end
Yeah I knew we saw this coming (And I'm okay)
I'll still kill for one last night
And I'll slip through all the backyards (It's something in the water back home)
Hanging on your windowsill at night
Yeah I know that this is over (And I'm okay)
And I'll write you every week
I hope that you'll be happy (It's something in the water back home)
I don't know, I guess we'll see
Breaking in two ain't so bad after all
I think it's 'bout time I got out of my shell
I'll stop acting cool and just be a good person
But these days collect interest
Add 'em up--is it worth it
Well I wrote you a letter
And left it in my garage
At my parent's place where I kissed you
In the dark of my car
And there's just no telling
Where you'll be in a decade
So I hope I remember
That today was a good day
The words fall in place
It's no use to arrange them
The longer you think
The less staying behind them
So look at me well
Look long, look hard
Do you like what you see
You won't see it for long
Breaking up outside your driveway
Where I kissed your lips for the first time
And it doesn't make it right
But I hope it comforts you to know we got to live before we got old
And distant
When you're walking around campus
Tell the truth, yeah, do you miss me
We're so impatient
But I've heard too many stories about the other guy
What a funny way to live
When you take this whole town with you
Will you take the pavement I'm eating
At a party with your friends
No regard for those you left on the other end
Yeah I knew we saw this coming (And I'm okay)
I'll still kill for one last night
And I'll slip through all the backyards (It's something in the water back home)
Hanging on your windowsill at night
Yeah I know that this is over (And I'm okay)
And I'll write you every week
I hope that you'll be happy (It's something in the water back home)
I don't know, I guess we'll see
Breaking in two ain't so bad after all
I think it's 'bout time I got out of my shell
I'll stop acting cool and just be a good person
But these days collect interest
Add 'em up--is it worth it
Well I wrote you a letter
And left it in my garage
At my parent's place where I kissed you
In the dark of my car
And there's just no telling
Where you'll be in a decade
So I hope I remember
That today was a good day
The words fall in place
It's no use to arrange them
The longer you think
The less staying behind them
So look at me well
Look long, look hard
Do you like what you see
You won't see it for long
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Seybold, Judah Gartzke
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