miércoles, septiembre 8

Hoy amanecí melancólica así que me preparé un té de jazmine.

Used to steal your parent's liquor and climb to the roof
talk about our future like we had a clue
Never planned that one day i'd be losing you

In another life I would be your girl

We keep all our promises be us against the world
In another life I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away

I was June you were my johnny cash
Sometimes when I miss you I put those records on
Saw you down town singin the blues
It's time to face the music I'm no longer your muse

I wish I don't have to say you were the one that got away...

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