اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
How’s an old gold watch take up so much space
You’re gone and time don’t keep the same
I could pay the rent on this empty house
Shoulda pawned it and I would had the money by now
Why am I still holdin on
To something I don’t even want
We keep our little memories in a drawer
Till the lonely leaves em scattered crossed the floor
In a story in a song
Some are good and some good n gone
Some feel just like before
Till we don’t need em anymore
Your names on a number in my phone
And I’d pick it up if I was alone
But You ain’t even tried to call
And I'm still sleeping with the ringer on
You aint ever coming back
I should just erase it but I can't
We keep our little memories in a drawer
Till the lonely leaves em scattered crossed the floor
In a story, in a song
Some are good and some good n gone
Some feel just like before
Till we don’t need em anymore
Sometimes the box beneath my bed
Gets inside my head
Am I'm holdin on to prove it happened
Or cause I'm bad at letting go
It don’t matter either way
That’s where it’s gonna stay
Either toss it or keep addin
Truth is I don’t really know
Why I keep our little memories in a drawer
Till the lonely leaves em scattered crossed the floor
In a story, in a song
Some are good and some good n gone
Some feel just like before, how's it feel just like it did before
Till we don’t need em anymore
