Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Allison Mahal
Allison Mahal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allison Mahal
Allison Mahal
Songwriter
Van Isaacson
Van Isaacson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Allison Mahal
Allison Mahal
Producer
Van Isaacson
Van Isaacson
Producer
Sam Roller
Sam Roller
Producer

Lyrics

Pink bomber jacket the sun’s still high
Feels like summer, it’s 65
Jordan and Madison are spilling the tea
God, I wish they lived closer to me
He’s making them laugh, the full body kind
Down by the river, October delight
I start to remember the reasons why
He asked me to move, pick up my life
I blinked, I saw them both in a dream
I was driving east to Grimey’s
Speeding down Briley
With my eyes closed, nothing to see
Different state, different bed
Sometimes I forget where I am
I wake up all at once
Seven years pass by like nothing was lost
Tennessee summers were suffocating
Time was spent inside waiting
To fly out to seem him
Spend in a weekend in bed
Totally blissed out, play pretend
Three years in, I don’t know
How to trust someone without control
I’m counting beers, I’m losing sleep
All I know is he loves me
I blinked, I saw them both in a dream
I was driving east to Grimey’s
Speeding down Briley
With my eyes closed, nothing to see
Different state, different bed
Sometimes I forget where I am
I wake up all at once
Seven years pass by like nothing was lost
Southern girls and their southern charm
I wish I was grateful more like they are
Have I not learned anything
Was it all a mirage
Covered up in denim
I’m 19 again
Throwing up in the backseat
At my sister’s expense
Now you’re calling me out
My cheeks flushed red
Was it all that innocent
If I lose you in the end
Written by: Allison Mahal, Van Isaacson
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