[Verse 1]It was so nice throwin’ big partiesJump into the pool from the balconyEveryone swimmin’ in a champagne seaAnd there are no rules when you show up hereBass beat rattling the chandelierFeelin’ so Gatsby for ادامه مطلب

I’ve been having a hard time adjustingI had the shiniest wheels, now they’re rustingI didn’t know if you’d care if I came backI have a lot of regrets about thatPulled the car off the road ادامه مطلب

I wish I could flyI’d pick you up and we’d go back in timeI’d write this in the skyI miss you like it was the very first night And so it goes, every weekend, the ادامه مطلب

I used to think one day we’d tell the story of usHow we met and the sparks flew instantlyAnd people would say, “They’re the lucky ones” I used to know my place was a spot ادامه مطلب

… Was any of it true?Gazing at me starry-eyedIn your Jehovah’s Witness suitWho the fuck was that guy?You tried to buy some pillsFrom a friend of friends of mineThey just ghosted youNow you know what ادامه مطلب

You should’ve been thereShould’ve burst through the doorWith that “Baby, I’m right here” smileAnd it would’ve felt likeA million little shining stars had just alignedAnd I would’ve been so happyChristmas lights glistenI’ve got my eye ادامه مطلب

I would be complexI would be coolThey’d say I played the field before I found someone to commit toAnd that would be okayFor me to doEvery conquest I had made would make me more of ادامه مطلب

New to town with a made-up nameIn the angel’s city, chasing fortune and fameAnd the camera flashes make it look like a dream You had it figured out since you were in schoolEverybody loves pretty, ادامه مطلب

Find myself at your doorJust like all those times beforeI’m not sure how I got thereAll roads, they lead me hereI imagine you are homeIn your room, all aloneAnd you open your eyes into mineAnd ادامه مطلب

… Rebekah rode up on the afternoon train, it was sunnyHer saltbox house on the coast took her mind off St. LouisBill was the heir to the Standard Oil name and moneyAnd the town said, ادامه مطلب

Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?I’m not cut out for all these cynical clonesThese hunters with cell phonesTake me to the lakes where all the poets went to dieI don’t belong, and ادامه مطلب

My knuckles were bruised like violetsSucker punching walls, cursed you as I sleep-talkedSpineless in my tomb of silenceTore your banners down, took the battle undergroundAnd maybe it was ego swingingMaybe it was herFlashes of the ادامه مطلب

I am someone who, until recent eventsYou shared your secrets withAnd your locationYou forgot to turn it offAnd so I watch as you walkInto some bar called The Black DogAnd pierce new holes in my ادامه مطلب

I’m five years oldIt’s getting coldI’ve got my big coat onI hear your laughAnd look up smiling at youI run and runPast the pumpkin patchAnd the tractor ridesLook now, the sky is goldI hug your ادامه مطلب