Wishing Well Glory Days (Band)
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[Verse 1]
Tell me a lie, make it soft and sweet
Cover your eyes and don't say a thing
I felt it in the way she looked at me
I know the afterlife awaits you
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't try and explain yourself
Unless in shooting stars or pennies in a wishing well
It only falls apart and all the feelings I felt
Were never good enough for you
But if you listen I'll go on about how
[Chorus]
I cry myself to sleep like almost every night
I hope you know, I'm good to go
If I die alone on my bedroom floor then that's all right
I hope you know, I'm good to go I guess
[Verse 2]
Just so you know, there's a few things that I’ll miss an awful lot
And we took things slow, and we'd hold hands in the parking lot
Just let me go, I'm feeling low
You say the words, and I'll slit my throat here on your front lawn
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't try and explain yourself
Unless in shooting stars or pennies in a wishing well
It only falls apart and all the feelings I felt
Were never good enough for you
But if you listen I'll go on about how
Tell me a lie, make it soft and sweet
Cover your eyes and don't say a thing
I felt it in the way she looked at me
I know the afterlife awaits you
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't try and explain yourself
Unless in shooting stars or pennies in a wishing well
It only falls apart and all the feelings I felt
Were never good enough for you
But if you listen I'll go on about how
[Chorus]
I cry myself to sleep like almost every night
I hope you know, I'm good to go
If I die alone on my bedroom floor then that's all right
I hope you know, I'm good to go I guess
[Verse 2]
Just so you know, there's a few things that I’ll miss an awful lot
And we took things slow, and we'd hold hands in the parking lot
Just let me go, I'm feeling low
You say the words, and I'll slit my throat here on your front lawn
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't try and explain yourself
Unless in shooting stars or pennies in a wishing well
It only falls apart and all the feelings I felt
Were never good enough for you
But if you listen I'll go on about how
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