The darkest of hair with the bluest of eyes
The pinkies of lips told the whitest of lies
Now I'm replaying 3am, dancing in your bedroom
Thinking in my head, I've been smiling like a cartoon
Drumming through the night, playing our songs
Singing every line, and drumming with your palms
And I've been thinking
Maybe, You didn't mean to hurt me
And maybe we were just not good
I've tried to get you out of my system
Everybody says I should
You moved out to a plastic city
Thought you could leave it all behind
But everyday I'm walking down on the streets
That bring you to the front of my mind
And everyone that know us
Knows all we need
Is a little bit of closure
The shortest of tempers
The tallest of heights
The happiest weeks to the saddest of drives
Now I'm replaying all of March, falling through your front door
But this is where it starts, you kissed me on the first floor
Things went wrong, but still in my head I'm carried in your arms, Your playing in my hair
And I've been thinking
Maybe, You didn't mean to hurt me
And maybe we were just not good
I've tried to get you out of my system
Everybody says I should
You moved out to a plastic city
Thought you could leave it all behind
But everyday I'm walking down on the streets
That bring you to the front of my mind
And everyone who knows us
Knows that all we need
Is a little bit of -
As our love just burns
But I'm waiting my turn
You may have moved on first
But I'll find someone who loves me
Honey, You were cruel and
But whatever you do
I'll try to move on too
And when you called me on my birthday
Saying
Maybe, I didn't mean to hurt me
Boys like me are Just not good
I've tried to get you out of my system
My new girlfriend wishes I would
I'm calling you because it's your birthday
I've watched you grow up so fine
And everyday I'm looking at pictures
Forgetting that you're not still mine
And everyone that knows me
Said that I should call you
All that we need
Is a little bit of closure

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