Music: Lissa Achtermeyer
Don't wanna know how many of me
Were there at the same time I felt you in my spine
When you texted me,you wanted to see me
And I said on what day I'll make it work in some way
Wonderd if our genes would make Tigers or Celines
Pictured how you'd look behind a T4 wheel,but
And all I got left of you is your lighter
Blue like me,wish I would have been brighter
I've never been more than a free slot within your day
And it kills me to admit that I've loved you anyway
Don't wanna know how many pens I emptied
Didn't need to mail it,you put it in a playlist
When you waid you need space,I said "I need you"
I went for a smoke,took your lighter,it was blue
Wonderd if our genes would make Tigers or Celines
Pictured how you'd look behind a T4 wheel,but
And all I got left of you is your lighter
Blue like me,wish I would have been brighter
I've never been more than a free slot within your day
And it kills me to admit that I've loved you anyway
I got so much to say
Still miss you everyday
Got so much I need to tell you,but I took of, went my way
Still got so much to say
Think of you everyday
I can't forget your face,but I'ma pray for better days