Nostalgia, we used to lose in conversation Nothing was final, we used to brace for separation From time to time I find myself wondering could be if I'd been to hell, before I built a shell
The pussy are coming for your girlfriend you break up They listen to her sad then slip it in When she's think it won't happen to you My friend said, "Hey Jon, screw you" Now I'm confused, I know what to do So don't it won't happen, it won't happen to you
Can't a postcard (from the future to the past) warn your own self (that these memories fade too fast) And when it's over (you can't the past) My mind is an ocean (wish I built a raft)
Stuck all these distant memories Was supposed to start a family you I keep trying to hold it all in my Convince myself I still love you But never coming back And this pain is all I have to you And it's out too fast And I make it last anymore
I can't crave it at all Until I can't forget it Until I can't it at all I can't forget it existed
Impossible to say, just how long we'll be hide it all the way, to keep our love from running out
Nostalgia, we to lose ourselves in conversation Nothing was final, we used to brace for separation
The pussy vultures are coming for girlfriend After you up They listen to her sad story slip it in When vulnerable think it won't happen to you My best said, "Hey Jon, screw you" Now I'm confused, I know what to do So think it won't happen, it won't happen to you
Can't send a (from the future to the past) warn your own self (that these memories fade too fast) And when it's (you can't recreate the past) My mind is an (wish I built a bigger raft)