Riding on the bus
Going back to Atlanta
Tears, streaming down my face
Going back to Atlanta
Scrape my meat off the bone
Going back to Atlanta
Little summer fling
Going back to Atlanta
Mourning what could've been again
Hurts less this time, but still hurts nonetheless
Mourning what could've been again
Hurts less this time, but still hurts nonetheless
Replaying moments
On repeat on repeat
Feels like fate
For us to meet, us to meet
But there's 859 miles between us
859 miles between us
I was a fool to think it'd end any other way
I was a fool to think it'd end any other way
859 miles between us
859 miles between us
Mourning what could've been again
Hurts less this time, but still hurts nonetheless
Mourning what could've been again
Hurts less this time, but still hurts nonetheless
859 miles between us
859 miles between us
859 miles between us
859 miles between us