It's four o'clock in the morning I can't stay awake anymore And I pass out with phone in hand I tried to stay detached and failed I'm terrified to open up my chest To have a pound of ice dumped in again If you're trying to ruin me for future girlfriends You nailed it
When you're at the beach in San Diego With the sand beneath your feet Try not to think of me This is so messed up When I drive these streets north on the way home And pass through a toll or two I'll try not to think of you But it's easier said
How can you be my one that got away When you're still hanging around How can he be so much better than me When he only comes to town To love you for the weekend Regardless of the reason It's not okay I was there for you and you just pushed me away
When you're at the beach in San Diego With the sand beneath your feet Try not to think of me This is so messed up When I drive these streets north on the way home And pass through a toll or two I'll try not to think of you But it's easier said than doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
