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Fresh linen off the line
Strawberry with a hint of lime
Any name that looks similar to your street sign
Fireworks and coffee pots
Braided hair and sleeves too long
Every time I hear that song, and I can't sing along

'Cause it reminds me of the months on months of love
If that's what it was, not sure,
But that's what we called it
And I'd call and say
"Get out my brain!"
But I'd have to hear your voicemail,
And that's not something I can do
So while I have you here

Do you think of the times we snuck out to take a drive,
Just because?
And do you look at the sky, ten-after-nine
And think "wow, it's beautiful like she was"
Do you remember happy together
In the front seat of your truck?
Do you still think my initials on your sleeve might bring you good luck?
And now I hate you, but I hate me more
For hoping that something reminds you of me

The night they almost called the cops
'Cause we were messing with their lawn
Stupid teenagers in love type stuff
Now I'm logging all my dreams
You're in every one, it seems
I know I said "go away"
But I didn't want you to leave

And now I'm stuck with memories of our months in love
If that's what it was, not sure,
But that's what we called it
And I'd call and say
"Get out my brain!"
But I'd have to hear your voicemail
And that's not something I can do
So while I have you here

Do you think of the times we snuck out to take a drive
Just because?
And do you look at the sky, ten-after-nine
And think "wow, it's beautiful like she was"
Do you remember happy together
In the front seat of your truck?
Do you still think my initials on your sleeve might bring you good luck?
And now I hate you, but I hate me more
For hoping that something reminds you of me

I know that I need help,
I hear you clear and well when you say
I'm crazy
There's no therapy to take this off of me
I need to be with you, baby
So just for closure
Let me know if you remember

All the times we snuck out just taking drives
Just because
And if you'll look at the sky, tonight
And think "wow, it's beautiful like she was"
Do you remember happy together
In the front seat of your truck?
Do you still think my initials on your sleeve might bring you good luck?
And now I hate you, but I hate me more
For hoping that something reminds you of me
Oh, I hate you, but I hate me more
For hoping that something reminds you of me

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