Standing in the bathroom with my heels in my hand
I can't stand gin and gingham
This place feels like quicksand
You showed up four years ago
I wait around till you know
Turns out that when you talk, I'd rather you not
I pretended to like baseball
Just to sit next to you
And I dealt with it till August
You ripped the filter off of your cigarettes
I'm sorry 'bout that
Someone should have told you they're not like caps
Driving down to the city we didn't think we'd need maps
'Cause we'd never lose sight of the towers
Where did you find someone with more patience than me?
Your shit was always yours and never ours
I could text you in my pocket without looking down
Phones had buttons then
Last time I saw you, you asked for forgiveness
So I said no
Driving down to the city we didn't think we'd need maps
'Cause we'd never lose sight of the towers
Where did you find someone with more patience than me?
Your shit was always yours and never ours