Rosie

Rosie was the girl that was in my photograph

Rosie was the one that I could never have

Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie

To this day I'm wondering why you never chose me

Tell me, Rosie, do you remember like me?

The two times that we kissed are in my memory

The first time was at Kelly's by the trampoline

The second time was three years later, basement rager

Camouflaged by dozens of the songs I wrote

Coming on way stronger than I'll ever know

People change and that's just how the story goes

Now I've got a Rosie of my very own

Rosie is a memory of a simpler time

Virgin boy with no filter on heart and mind

There were plenty girls that made me lose my cool

Slipping notes and hinting that I loved them too

Juggling my hormones like a love lost clown

Getting high off of all the times they let me down

On and ever onward through the slip of time

I am happy now but, boy, I miss that time

Coulda been the same thing (Same thing)

Oh, ain't it a damn shame? (Damn shame)

Coulda been the same thing (Same thing)

Oh, ain't it a damn shame? (Damn shame)

Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie (Ring around the Rosie)

Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie

Ring around the Rosie (Ring around the Rosie)