So you're back with him again
Didn't take long for you to move on
Temporary comfort's always what you did best
Did you tell him all about last summer
Did you just skip ahead to the good part
And forget all our wasted time
I guess it really wasn't what you wanted
Cold feet on a Sunday morning
I'll throw my thoughts from the highest story
Fall flat on my face
What a fucking mistake to waste my time on your empty space
I'll keep those pictures tucked up away
In the drawer beside my bed frame
Maybe one day I'll forget your face
Looking like you saw a ghost
Tell me what you miss the most, and is it me
Hey baby, let's have a toast
Let's cheers this one to all the goals we'll never reach
You still haunt my memories
Yeah, I called your bluff
I caught you faking
It's too much, and I can't take it
Always thought that we would make it
But I guess I was mistaken
I guess it really wasn't what you wanted
Cold feet on a Sunday morning
I'll throw my thoughts from the highest story
Fall flat on my face
What a fucking mistake to waste my time on your empty space
I'll keep those pictures tucked up away
In the drawer beside my bed frame
Maybe one day I'll forget your face
I was a dear in your headlights
And you ran through me like I was nothing
I'll throw my thoughts from the highest story
So my head is empty like your fucking apology
I'll throw my thoughts from the highest story
So my head is empty like your fucking apology
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