Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Ivy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Abhari
Songwriter
Wyatt Clem
Songwriter
Zach Siddiqui
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Ivy
Producer
Testi
[Verse 1]
Burnin' through the days with an endless fuse
And watchin' all the cars hopin' I see you
If I only I had known then that I'd be here
I would've kept you in my head just to stay clear
I wasn't lookin' for the warning in disguise
[Verse 2]
A new year takes it's toll
And nothing's changed, I know
[Verse 3]
Another summer to spend alone
Another search for someone to phone
Another hour to waste empty spaces, pointless chases
I know you don't care about me now
I'm livin' with a hope that we somehow
Make it back to the 38th Street days
[Verse 4]
I never got the taste out of my mouth
Of fake love sweet enough to make me drown
And no, I never got the timeline matched up
But I keep playing on the strings of bad luck
And you know I never wanna tell you lies
[Verse 5]
The way it seems to go
Nothing's changed, I know
[Verse 6]
Another summer to spend alone
Another search for someone to phone
Another hour to waste with empty spaces, pointless chases
[Verse 7]
I know you don't care about me now
I'm livin' with a hope that we somehow
Make it back to the 38th Street days
[Verse 8]
I know you don't care about me now
I'm livin' with a hope that we somehow
Make it back to the 38th Street days
[Verse 9]
Maybe we were never meant to figure out
What's the point in even tryin' to think of how
To make it back to the 38th Street days?
[Verse 10]
I know you don't care about me now
I'm livin' with a hope that we somehow
Make it back to the 38th Street days
Written by: Shawn Abhari, Wyatt Clem, Zach Siddiqui

