Lyrics

Went to the doctor today 'Cause last week was my birthday Guess that means it's been two years since I moved out to LA You thought that was cliché So we broke up on new year's You were the end all And every phone call Whenever my tire was flat Tattooed your number So if I went under You'd be my emergency contact Remember our living room Now it's only yours And I thought you'd follow me Not shut the door I'm stuck in this waiting room Filling out these forms Reminds me I can't write your name down anymore So where the line is blank, I'll write my mum Guess it's finally hitting me that you're really gone Your number still memorised in my head No surprise there 'cause I can't forget you Had disappointment alone Thought I smelt your cologne Will I ever forget you? Remember our living room Now it's only yours And I thought you'd follow me Not shut the door I'm stuck in this waiting room Filling out these forms Reminds me I can't write your name down anymore So where the line is blank, I'll write my mum Guess it's finally hitting me that you're really gone So I guess I'm not done holding on Now it's finally hitting that you're really gone
Writer(s): Haley Joelle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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