Photo Booth (Last Time) Video (MV)

To say that we were wasted is such an understatement
And God, I still can taste it when I think of you
Your hands around my waist and my hands on your face, yeah
Sitting on your lap inside that photo booth
And I know I shouldn't reminisce, but damn, I'm still not over it
So when is the last time I'll think about the first night
On the corner under streetlights
But I hold back the truth
That I'm not so over you
If you asked me now, yeah, it's hard to think about it
Last summer on your couch, I was home inside your arms
Let's cut the shit, just say it
You only love the chase and
Some things just never change and it's tearing me apart
But still I always bet on you even when I always lose
So when is the last time I'll think about the first night
Try and see you in the worst light
But I hold back the truth
That I'm not so over you
When the sun goes down and I can finally catch my breath
Well you still hang around in my head and my chest
I've been holding back 'cause I know it's for the best
So when is the last time I'll think about the first night
Lie and tell my mom that I'm fine
'Cause I hold back the truth
That I'm not so over you
I'm not so over you