Talking to myself feels a lot like talking to you
I don't wanna read the news
I wanna walk to your room
The things I never do
The things I never do
Don't you understand?
The tide waits for no man
And time doesn't care for plans
I said I'm with the band
You're such a ladies man
You're such a ladies man
And now I miss you
A friend and someone to sing to
I can pack my bags
You don't have to hear me sing again
Am I the kind of girl you marry?
Walking back and forth, it felt like a dream
that I didn't quite believe but you were convincing me
And as I looked above
I saw trees we couldn't tell the size of
Trees we couldnt tell the size of
Now I don't miss you
You were so hard to talk to
Letters I won't send
I still read them now and again
Am I the kind of girl you marry?
Am I something temporary?
Am I better inside of your memory?
Am I the kind of girl you marry?
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