Carhartt jeans
In my closet that we bought thrifting
I can't wear 'em cause they make me think
Too much
I watched you shrink
I just wanted you to be happy
Talked about us in my therapy
No luck
Pain aside
It's probably right
We separate
I wish I could fix you
I hate that I missed you
When I took your pictures off my wall
Can't sing the songs that I wrote you
Cause I still fucking want you
To tell me that you still
Love me too
Ahhhh
Love me too
Ahhhh
I wrote this song to get over you
Now I'm crying on the floor of my living room
It didn't work
Oh fuck
And now you're moving close to me
And I'm hurting from the irony
It sucks... my luck
Pain aside
It's probably right
We separate
I wish I could fix you
I hate that I missed you
When I took your pictures off my wall
Can't sing the songs that I wrote you
Cause I still fucking want you
To tell me that you still
Love me too
Ahhhh
Love me too
Ahhhh
Love me too
