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I zip the back, it's 8:11

I'll give him my head-over-heels impression

He'll see a mini-dress fitted in green

But I see what I wore when you loved me

We ordered drinks, a gin and tonic

It didn't taste good if I'm being honest

Tryna be cool just makes me feel lame

Tryin' to move on just makes me feel the same

A college band, late last summer

Playing old rock, you were tight with the drummer

I thought that night I'd be meeting your friends

But you didn't introduce me to any of them

You got drunk and I got tired

I wanted a title you just needed a driver

You told me some things didn't need to be said

But when I look back, it's biting my tongue that I regret

There's nothing left here

You're just a bad year

I think of you and it gets hard to breathe

Now that's all you are to me

You sucked at friend, you sucked at lover

You sucked at choosing one or the other

You wanna play mean? Well, I can play mean

You wanna just leave, you'll never see me again