Wishing on a cue to go
Forgetting what I used to know
Sit inside your star when it’s getting to you
Living for my phone I sang
A melody I’ve seen it bring
Light inside your eyes when it’s telling the truth
You’re getting me wrong
You’re getting me down
I’m back in the car when the summer’s around
Supposed I tried to love you
And I thought it was true
I don’t mind, waiting for you
Twenty trees down to the shore
I know I’ve seen her before
I know I’ve heard that tone I’m listening to
Seven months past falling through
I asked her if she thought I knew
What we’re doing here
My hand on a cue
Your getting me wrong
You’re getting me down
I’m back in the car when the summer’s around
That’s what I used to say yeah
I thought it was true
Was it easy taking all that time now
All I’m seeing is you

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