Thursday, August 10, 2017

Like Old Times

Riding in the back with the windows down
Hair's all a mess, tangles flying 'round and 'round
But I don't care

Free as can be with a window seat
They keep yelling but not at me
So I don't care

I close my eyes to think about
What my life has become now
And I wonder how I got away so fast
From all the heartache that came with
Picking up the mess you left
No one knows what's really haunting me
Like old times
Like old times

Memories fade but they do not leave
All those times you were ashamed of me
I say I don't care

I can't remember the day you left
Not a single thing sticks out to me
Would you even care?

I close my eyes to think about
What my life has become now
And I wonder how I got away so fast
From all the heartache that came with
Picking up the mess you left
No one knows what's really haunting me
Like old times
Like old times

There were good times, yes, I know
But they were buried under stone
Now I'm grasping for what's left of what made me
But it seems to me

When I close my eyes and I think about
What my life has become now
I know exactly why I got away so fast
From all the heartache that came with
Picking up the mess you left
I know exactly what it is that's haunting me
It's those old times

Riding in the back with the windows down
Hair's all a mess, tangles flying round and round
But I don't care
Like old times
Like old times



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