June Is Getting Old

One senior year, then you said it was over

One souvenir, gonna need some more closure than this

What did I miss?

Put my hand on a stone, and I left it to long

A blister will grow and a heart's gonna do what it wants

One more memory, one less thing to mourn

If fall was laughing, then June is getting old

Kiss on your neck while you pick me to pieces

You're leaving next week, you've got people to please, well I don't

Changed your name on my phone

You take what you want, I can't give anymore

You take what you want, took the best half of me to your dorm

Time is passing and all I do is remember

Life keeps happening and while I try to forget ya

One more memory, one less thing to hold

If fall was laughing, then June is getting old