Songs In September (feat. Matte Blacke)

You were mine once

At least 'til the night of the gut punch

You threw in defense of a stranger

At least, just a stranger to me

Now in hindsight

You blew through the room like a gunfight

Words splitting hair hitting bone

And let me to bleed here alone

From Starlight to moonbeams

To grass in our hair

To barfights and whiskey

To try not to care

Who is sleeping beside you

'Cuz it sure ain't me

The pictures are fading in my memory

I guess those songs in September

Were not meant for you or for me

All the long days

And most of the nights

All the doors slammed

To break up a fight

You've got a fire inside

I could never contain

And I should've known better

Than to stand near your flame

All the starlight and moonbeams

To grass in our hair

To bar fights and whiskey

To try not to care

Who is sleeping beside you

'Cuz it sure ain't me and

I try to get back to

The place where I'd see

All that starlight and moonbeams

To grass in our hair

Instead of bar fights and whiskey

To try not to care who is sleeping beside you

'Cuz it sure ain't me and

The pictures are fading in my memory

You were mine once

And then you were gone

And I wonder

To where you've moved on

Do you ever think back

And miss what you had here with me?

I guess those songs in September

Were not meant

For you or for me

I guess those songs in September

Were not meant for you or for me