You’ll always be there in the corner booth of my mind
Put that drink in your hand and then look at me, look in your eyes
Still don’t know what to call you since I stopped calling you mine
It’s fine
Cause I don’t cry about it and I don’t write about it
I don’t stare at the stars and the sky about it
I don’t about it and I don’t drink about it
But I about it, I about it
Mmm, mmm
it blends more feather than knife
the good times we well they good at the time
What’s the big deal if now and then I feel pressing rewind
Cause I don’t cry about it and I don’t write about it
I don’t stare at the stars and the sky about it
I don’t about it and I don’t drink about it
But I about it, I about it
you about it?
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
