Sitting on the top shelf
Kite in my left hand
You could come over
Hands on my bed frame
Sent the text back you said
Meet me in the sunset
Know it won't mean much
Leave the lights on so it hurts less
Everything that happens from now on
Will be left in this closet of yours
What if I'm gone
And you never hear from me again
Girl you wouldn't even flinch
Yeah that month in the fall
I don't know
Lost it all
Tell me do you think about it
Everything that happens from now on
Will be left in this closet of yours
What if I'm gone
And you never hear from me again
Girl you wouldn't even flinch