[Verse 1]
Underneath the staircase
In the house we used to call home
I left my heart in a box
Along with every note
That we wrote
Your sophomore year
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
This feeling is fading
As are the memories of the times we used to spend
Like dressing up for parties
A time I called you my best friend
Soon you'll be but a memory
Soon you'll be but a memory
Underneath the staircase
In the house we used to call home
I left my heart in a box
Along with every note
That we wrote
Your sophomore year
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
This feeling is fading
As are the memories of the times we used to spend
Like dressing up for parties
A time I called you my best friend
Soon you'll be but a memory
Soon you'll be but a memory
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