That Song
So I always get nostalgic with that song
But in my room it’s forced
It has to be in some car across the street
And I always catch the back of your head in a crowd
(Just) don’t turn around
t’s never you and you ruin those memories
And those photos are great if I catch ‘em with the side of
my eye
But if I stare
(It) just turns into you and me
We’re just standin’ there
And now it’s over
Would you hear me
Scream at the top of my lungs
And when you go there
Would you hear me
Scream at the top of my lungs
So I always fool my friends and we head down there
You think that we are rude/en route
We just drove past your old house and you weren’t there
And I’m always great when I’m hangin’ with your buds
an’ they lie
They think that I’m just fine
It’s always been that way
Just a "Pocketbook Brando"
And when you hold him
Would you hear me
Scream at the top of my lungs
You love my whisper
But did you hear me
Scream at the top of my lungs
So you crank that song
And it might sound doom
So just leave the room
While I sit an’ stare
Cause this is rare
I really love that tune
Man, I love that song
I really love that song
I love that song
So when you go there
Would you hear me
Scream at the top of my lungs
And [when you’re hated/Would you hate it
Would you hear me
Scream at the top of my lungs
So you crank that song
And it might sound doom
So just leave the room
While I sit an’ stare
Cause yeah, that’s rare
I really love that tune
Man, I love that song
I love that song
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