Matthew p. Haubert
Verse 1
We were just seventeen living borrowed time,
Sneaking drinks from your older brother’s closet stash.
Laughs that tasted like cheap liquor and coming regrets,
Promises in our eyes we weren’t old enough to break just yet.
Your driveways late night fires was our escape from the world,
Cigarette smoke, your hair in curls.
Always talking about, “Let’s never get old like them,”
I agreed in silence, because our gaze told everything back then.
Pre-Chorus
And I swear the streetlights blinked us through time,
Like the TARDIS taking us someyear far behind.
Chorus
So pour it heavy, let it burn my chest,
I don’t wanna remember those nights were i was at my best.
If this is another time we lose ourselves,
Then let’s lose it honest, let’s lose it best.
Till we wake up strangers, swearing we’re fine,
Tonight you’re mine
Just for the length of one cheap line.
Verse 2
Your best friend always cried in the bathroom stalls,
Spilling poetry that we’re all just waiting to leave each other behind.
Your hands would shaked and youd grab my shirt,
Like you already knew how bad the future would hurt.
There’s something magical, unknown, in being young,
Not thinking how damn well what we’ve planned for us was unrealistically dumb.
So youd kis me like you needed proof
That was something good, I wish was it was still true.
Pre-Chorus
Your mascara ran like midnight rain,
And I pretended I didn’t notice the pain.
Chorus
So pour it heavy, let it burn my chest,
I don’t wanna remember those nights were i was at my best.
If this is another time we lose ourselves,
Then let’s lose it honest, let’s lose it best.
Till we wake up strangers, swearing we’re fine,
Tonight you’re mine
Just for the length of one cheap line.
Bridge (half-time feel)
And now the years on days like today I hear this song from far along,
Lost in some bar where I don’t belong.
I’ll taste your name in a well filled cup,
And wonder who the hell I was, who what happen to me since then.
I guess innocence is something you can waste,
We poured it out and forgot the taste.
Final Chorus
So drink it fast before this feeling fades,
Before we remember how to be ashamed.
If this is the night we ruin ourselves for good,
At least we can live it pretending we are back in time living it all new again.
Tomorrow hurts, but tonight’s becoming alive,
Under warm bar lights we can pretend we are 17,
With cheap dreams and lies, pretend to love, before the bad goodbye
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