Get 'Em

Miss you on a Saturday

I'm alone I'm out to play

Bodies on the third floor

Smells the same, I want home

Fell apart after all

How it feels to be small

Cause she's always in my head

What the hell have I said?

It was the sun that burnt away

We didn't notice anyway

How we changed the slipped to blame

At the end of the day

I coulda waited but I let you go

I coulda held you on that day

There's no one else to blame

And there's nothing left for us to say

I coulda waited but I let you go

I coulda held you on that day

There's no one else to blame

And there's nothing left for us to say

Walking streets that I call home

I tried to tell you something

Walking streets that I call home

I tried to tell you something, but

I coulda waited but I let you go

I coulda held you on that day

There's no one else to blame

And there's nothing left for us to say

I coulda waited but I let you go

I coulda held you on that day

There's no one else to blame

And there's nothing left for us to say

Walking streets that I call home

I tried to tell you something

Walking streets that I call home

I tried to tell you something

But