Second row in the back, and all the windows cracked
It's hot enough to make it right
A lesson for the new-at-heart:
Take your brown eyes back
And all the daggers in your breath
Honey, don't look so confused
At the rain around your shoes
Or all the clouds that follow you
They're the old familiar way
You bring up the day
I still forget to remember you
Coulda been sunshine, Coulda been greenland
But everything is better somewhere else
How is it wrong? And what's the right way to forget?
All the worthless words I spent
Trying to pay the rent
Or how the weather won't come true
I forgot how far we came
From Mikey, now the day
Driving home just to be with you
Coulda been sunshine, Coulda been greenland
But everything is better somewhere else
How is it wrong? And what's the right way to forget?