I remember when I first saw her
Ripped jeans and a worn out blue shirt
A hideaway up on the West Coast
She was there when the sun rose
Saw her name escape my teeth
The breath of us with a worn out dream
Always smiling, I can see you there
But couldn't find it
I'm sorry, Zoey,
Zoey...
I don't know what I was thinking
She's a ship that's slowly sinking
Starting her nights by drinking
She was chasing after
I heard he fcked you on his first try
Saving face
Never ever gets by
Always done up to just be used
You couldn't stand it
I'm sorry, Zoey
I don't know what you were thinking
I'm a ship that's slowly sinking
Starting my days by drinking
I was chasing after
I'm sorry, Zoey

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