Summer of '15 started our history
Linin' our memories with good weed and Springsteen
We were a cliché, the best kind of keepsake
Backseat of a V Dub, young, dumb and in love
I guess you don't know what you got till it's gone
Just like the last verse of that Joni song
And I don't know what's wrong
There's nothin' I can do, there's nothin' I can say
I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here
Watching my world fall apart
You're watching the making of a broken heart
(Don't know what you've got till it's gone)
Sitting in silence, it's cold in this taxi
Stopped at a crossroads, and you're not reactin'
And I don't know what's wrong
There's nothin' I can do, there's nothin' I can say
I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here
Watching my world fall apart
You're watching the making of a broken heart
(Don't know what you've got till it's gone) Yeah (Don't know what you've got)
Just like the last verse of that Joni song, woah-oh (You don't know what you've got)
I guess, you don't know what you've got till it's gone (You don't know what you've got till it's gone)
Just like the last verse of that Joni song
And I don't know what's wrong
There's nothin' I can do, there's nothin' I can say
I'll beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here
Watching my world fall apart
You're watching my world fall apart
You're watching my world fall apart
You're watching the making of a broken heart
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