Souvenir

Shut me up Old time love Throw out the souvenir Cover me up Tired eyes Pointless nights No longer the summer rain At least we tried You can miss something and not want it back Maybe we're missing out, or are we right where we're meant? Hazy mornings Cover stories Urgency of summer And every detail Force the past to Fit in your hands My palms are all torn up From holding on You can miss something and not want it back Maybe we're missing out, or are we right where we're meant? Rehashing all of the hours that we spent Wasting time pretending it was more than it meant Made it sound like we burned out, we were just bruised I make excuses for you and only you You can miss something and not want it back Maybe we're missing out but are right where we're meant