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
