Blue Atlanta

Gave myself a haircut with my eyes closed

Changing face every day

I don't have a problem with my ghosts

'Cause they all know my name

Tell me, when the rain hits your window

Do you still see the sun go down in the middle of the night?

We would tip-toe around just looking for a light in blue Atlanta

I hear the chalkboards scratch

See you later, I guess

I love you, I'm not your past

See you later, I guess

I think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve

Never made it out the mud, but I got clean

I gotta pass

But see you later, I guess

It's kinda funny tryna take the high road

But I've done the same

Making plans with every single shadow

That walks my way

Tell me, when the rain hits your window

Do you still see the sun go down in the middle of the night?

We would tip-toe around just looking for a light in blue Atlanta

In blue Atlanta

I hear the chalkboards scratch

See you later, I guess

I love you, I'm not your past

See you later, I guess

I think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve

Never made it out the mud, but I got clean

I gotta pass (On the best)

But see you later, I guess

Sorting through the lost and found

(Down in the middle of the night, I'll always be)

I'll always be yours for now

(It's kinda funny)

I hear the chalkboards scratch

See you later, I guess

I love you, I'm not your past

See you later, I guess

I think I got your pet peeve under my sleeve

Never made it out the mud, but I got clean

I gotta pass (On the best)

But see you later, I guess