Summer after high school, when we first met
We'd make out in your Mustang to Radiohead
And on my 18th Birthday
We got matching tattoos

Grabbed a bunch of blankets
And climbed to the roof
We'd talk about our future
Like we had a clue
Never planned that one day
I'd be loosing you

And in another life
I would be your girl
We'd keep for our promises
Be us against the world

And in other life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say
You were the one that got away
The one that got away

I was June and you were my Johnny Cash
Never one without the other
We made a pact
Sometimes when I miss you
I put those records on
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