beauty of letting go

You were seventeen Unaware of what's between you Reaching for the chord Stomping the floor to keep warm I couldn't help being your fall Though it's selfish to recall Slip away into the mood As "The Killers" play into your favorite tune Feel it out, feel it out soon Making out with someone new Someday we'll become mute Telling off those fucking screws Slip away into the mood As "The Killers" play into your favorite tune Feel it out, feel it out soon Making out with somebody new