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Remember last summer
under the shooting stars
we made a wish 'hold together forever'
and let nobody tear us apart
and how fun was the ride down to mexico
we took a chance on those roadside tacos
and we got sick by the side of the road

and the fall came and we had that
big potluck party
and your little 16 year old brother
spilt wine all over my carpet
and i got mad
you thought it was funny
i stayed mad all winter
it's so sad a thing like that
became such a splinter

I tried it your way
but I got nothing to show
it's been the same
and the story's getting old
so I guess the driveway
will be the end of the road
for us it's too late
let the credits start to roll

I'm almost 23 and I'm barely hanging on
I can't keep crashing couches
and going to sleep at dawn
and when were you gonna take me somewhere
that I can dress up?
will we can act grown up?
do you ever wanna clean up?

we shared a car
you thought I was okay
you couldn't have cut it closer
I'm sick of it
this is it
and now the party's over

I tried it your way
but I got nothing to show
it's been the same
and the story's getting old
so I guess the driveaway
will be the end of the road
for us it's too late
let the credits start to roll

Someday you'll make
some girl happy
I know you'll get through
You know just what to say, to do
because I showed you

I tried it your way
but I got nothing to show
it's been the same
and the story's getting old
so I guess the driveaway
will be the end of the road
for us it's too late
let the credits start to roll

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