Come Back:
Verse:
Will our paths ever cross again?
I don’t know but I wanna pretend,
I’ll still see you around.
But I know I won’t,
Verse:
Will our paths ever cross again?
I don’t know but I wanna pretend,
I’ll still see you around.
But I know I won’t,
Verse:
What’s your name again?
I don’t remember who you are
Am I famous yet,
Can I be the same thing that you are
Hell yeah I told you
Why didn't you believe me?
I knew that it would end like this
But you said 'wait just trust me'
I want to say I told you
But Im starting to believe
That maybe you were right
I'm not sorry
Not sorry at all
I don't have regrets
You know what they say
Beter to love and lose than not love at all
but i kind of disagree
because to love is to gamble
You’re destined to pay
One, two, three,
All eyes on me-ee-ee
Haunted by me-mor-ies
of love that's now gone
But I don't think I'll miss it, no
I wouldn't even kiss you if you showed
Haunted by shadows of the past
First off, you’re selfish
Second, you’re jealous
Third, you always make me feel like I’m worthless
Fourth, you always talk about your ex
Fifth, I’m just done with all this…
Well I open that door and here comes the rain
The rain of ashes and new possibilities.
See, there’s a boy I like and he likes me back and he said he’d meet me at the park today.
I often feel like a small child wearing a tall trench coat
Trudging through the snow
Its waist deep and it blinds me
Covers me so lightly
And swallows me whole
When you're 12,
You're taught that if you want something, you work hard for it
When you're 12,
You're taught if you work hard for something you will get it
When you're 12,
You should be taught effort is worth it
I’ve tried so hard to make you notice me
But You never seem to come around
I’ve tried my hardest every time
But all you do is Say you love me
If the sky above you
should turn dark and full of clouds
Paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer’s day
We all need somebody
Our roads cross,
fate set in the stars.
When will our roads split?
Love written in the sea,
wind dancing with the storm.
Clinging to hope like moss,
We didn’t see what was ours.