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7 Years

Album: 1806 Durasi: 5:13

Nights like these 750 milliliters

Ain't that hard to make disappear

I wish I could say the same about fate ever lettin' you find me

I still find myself thumbing the spot on my finger where your ring used to be

Gotten Pretty good at hidin' my crazy in a box you left behind

And whenever I feel like breakin' down

I just take it out for a night

Argue with your ghost like old times

I can feel my holes in my walls

Stumblin' around 'til I fall down

And forget you even left at all

Yeah go on, run your mouth and talk shit about me to your friends

You can fake takin' the high road

I'll take the blame again

Oh and here's to you and the reason you had for

Leavin' me behind

How did you say I never loved you at all

That I never tried

Truth be told there are gonna be days

I miss you sometimes

This is the last song about you that I'll ever write

Startin' to finally hit me

The next time we will meet

It'll be as two used-to-be familiar strangers

Passin' by on the street

I'll stop for a while, fake a smile

A hello, how you been

Through this lump in my throat I'll say well I gotta go but

Good seein' you again

Then go on and talk shit about me to your friends

You can fake takin' the high road

I'll take the blame again

Oh to hell with you and the reason you had for

Leavin' me behind

How did you say I never loved you at all

That I never tried

Truth be told there are gonna be days

I miss you sometimes

This is the last song about you I'll ever write

Yeah go on and talk shit about me to your friends

You can fake takin' the high road

I'll take the blame again

Oh to hell with you and the reason you had for

Leavin' me behind

How did you say I never loved you at all

That I never tried

Truth be told there are gonna be days

I miss you sometimes

This is the last song about you I'll ever write

This is the last song about you I'll ever write

Hardest part of 7 years

Wasn't watching you walk away

It was knowin' that I'd never see you again, the girl I fell in love with on that July summer day

It was watchin' you grow [?]

[?] that you fell out of love with me

I guess the things I want at 16

Ain't what you need at 23