waltz

New York living

Finally slipping

Into my wishes

Blew out a candle

I looked at our pictures

Forgetting the whispers

You told me

I'm lying, I didn't

I hold on to them

It doesn't get old

It doesn't get old

I do as I'm told

I'll never be

Traced my fingers

Around your figure

Tried to be perfect

Is it worth it

To love and have lost?

You can just cross

Out my name

I'm hoping you don't

So, I'll leave the door open

Make a pinky promise

That I would come back

If you asked

So, leave the door open

Make a pinky promise

That I would forgive you

Just say that you're sorry

And I'll hold onto you

It doesn't get old

It doesn't get old

I do as I'm told

I'll never be grown