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No, donât make me the bad guy here
Iâm just trying to be sincere, I only wish that didnât mean killing your dream
Teen, teenagers get old so fast
Pretty soon everything is past, all you want is another year (another show, another
summer drive)
The back of my mind is a fucking gold mine
For memories I have now frozen in time
I can see your face now, I can hear you say a million things
Say you wanted this but we couldnât fight the changes
Breaking Texas, I hope it hasnât broken us
I could feel you fall apart
Breaking habits, I never said I could be perfect
And I donât think you could either
Weâre not the same
Wake up after all of these years, hope these lyrics donât come off insincere
This is the closest Iâll get to saying sorry
- Album:
- Another Year