I’ve spent this week listening to bands I fell asleep to in high school
They remind me of the year I spent with you.
With every uncreative breakdown
I start to think about my old town
And all the people who I shared it with.
As we grew apart, all these catchy choruses tear at my broken heart
I miss what we had, but I moved far away and turned into a different man
Than we both knew, in grade ten.
I used to have a reason to wake up before midday
But that reason lost its fun and the alarm began to fade
I'll lock the front door, and throw away the key
I'll blast my stereo and sit and think about nothing
I’ll listen to the songs I played on your bed
Does my voice still run through your head?
I miss the things we always did then
We used to laugh until our faces turned red
But that was back
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