Testo di idlya

Phone calls and FaceTimes Broke from the plane rides We drank to pass time I don't even like red wine Skinny dip in the high tide What a waste of dumb fights Became the bane of your life Now I'm somewhere off the road And you're on your own Did you move back home? Did you open that store Like you said you would? I don't love you anymore Don't bring you up in therapy I don't know you anymore Don't mean you don't have a part of me I curse your name under streetlights I swear that I didn't realise I could be so cruel Did you forget that I was only twenty-two? I needed you for the summer We brought out the worst in each other I could be so cruel But so could you I don't love you anymore Don't bring you up in therapy I don't know you anymore Don't mean you don't have a part of me Don't mean you don't have a part of me