It's been two Septembers
I can't keep it together
Thinking of you kissing our fingertips
Doing things you still won't admit you did
Wish I didn't let her
Name become a tether
I know the good things that you do
Are all things that she's now used to
And I'm not okay with that
But I still watch you from a distance, from the nosebleeds
What we had was one in a million
If you were a movie
I'd turn down my phone, put it on airplane mode
Be the only one in the theater, watching it alone
And I would even stay for all the credits
To be yours in the end
Three words and eight letters
You gave her my favorite sweater
I know you met her when you were with me
And now you're in love with her, so why not me?
Was it 'cause of my bad temper?
Or me not knowing how to measure
What you needed when fights got bad
I know it's over and we couldn't last
But I'm still not okay with that
But I still watch you from a distance, from the nosebleeds
What we had was one in a million
If you were a movie
I'd turn down my phone, put it on airplane mode
Be the only one in the theater, watching it alone
And I would even stay for all the credits
To be yours in the end
Be yours in the end
But I still watch you from a distance, from the nosebleeds
What we felt was one in a million
If you were a movie
I'd turn down my phone, put it on airplane mode
Be the only one in the theater, watching it alone
And I would even stay for all the credits
To be yours in the end
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