November

Got something on my chest that I'm trying to project

But I know that you won't hear

I was feeling so lost, didn't know what it would cost

But I guess that is on me

Tell me that you're doing better now I'm not around

You happy now?

'Cause all I ever did was bring you down

We're never going home

What we had was nearly gone

Man, I hate November

And I still cry to all our songs

Even though I'm moving on

God, I hate November

These broken memories are appearing on my screen

Innocent smiles and a white dress

Do you still call me your wife? Or that girl who fucked your life?

Hope someday we can be friends

Tell me that you're doing better now I'm not around

You happy now?

'Cause all I ever did was let you down

We're never going home

What we had was nearly gone

Man, I hate November

And I still cry to all our songs

Even though I'm moving on

God, I hate November

I still cry to all our songs

Even though I'm moving on

Man, I hate November