march

You came into my life

We we're eighteen

I got caught by you're pretty eyes

I can't stop thinking bout you

Would do anything for you

Let me be you're sweet escape

But now i see you hold his hands

In front of me

Oh i used to drive you home every night

Does that even mean a thing?

Gave all my heart and my intentions

Now i'm left with all these questions

When you're out there with him

Do you think about

Our memories on you're polaroid

Or how at you're birthday party

That marks on march 30

I bought all the love for you

Now i'm still stuck in this phase

Of letting go

Of moving on

I used to drive you home every night

Does that even mean a thing?

Gave all my heart and my intentions

Now i'm left with all these questions