Lyrics: Beverly Rachel Matujal
Music: Beverly Rachel Matujal
paging for doctor… nevermind
You like your toast with butter
The sound of pouring rain
You buy your jeans a bit faded
These are things I can’t forget
The smell of your cologne
The one I never liked anyway
Now it’s everywhere because
These are things I can’t forget
Is there a miracle pill for this?
I’m trying so hard to move on but all I see are
Long drives up to the beach
Caught up in traffic with your hand on my knee
And when I pass that bungalow on our favourite street
I think of us
These are things I can’t forget
These are things I can’t forget
These are things I—
Maybe it’s all for the better
Maybe nothing lasts forever
Maybe I need hypnotherapy
If that doesn’t work,
Maybe then I’ll burn all of your shit !
Is there a miracle pill for this?
I’m trying so hard to move on but all I see are
Long drives up to the beach
Caught up in traffic with your hand on my knee
And when I pass that bungalow on our favourite street
I think of us
These are things I can’t forget
These are things I can’t forget
These are things I—
Is there a miracle pill for this?
God knows I’m tryna move on but all I see are
Long drives up to the beach
Caught up in traffic with your hand on my knee
And when I pass that bungalow on our favourite street
I think of us
These are things I won’t forget
White shirt stained wine red
All of those kisses on my forehead
And when I sit in the corner cafe we used to go
I think of us
These are things I won’t forget
These are things I won’t forget
These are things I—
These are things I—