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Two Augusts ago | I told the truth, oh, but you didn't like it, you went home | You're in your Benz, I'm by the gate
Two Augusts ago I told the truth, oh, but you didn't like it, you went home You're in your Benz, I'm by the gate Now you go alone Charm all the people you train for, you mean well but aim low And I'll make it known like I'm getting paid That's just the way life goes I like to slam doors closed Trust me, I know it's always about me I love you, I'm sorry Two summers from now We'll have been talking, but not all that often, we're cool now I'll be on a boat, you're on a plane Going somewhere, same And I'll have a drink Wistfully lean out my window and watch the sun set on the lake I might not feel real, but it's okay, mm 'Cause that's just the way life goes I push my luck, it shows Thankful you don't send someone to kill me I love you, I'm sorry You were the best, but you were the worst As sick as it sounds, I loved you first I was a dick, it is what it is A habit to kick, the age-old curse I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad I stare at the crash, it actually works Making amends, this shit never ends I'm wrong again, wrong again The way life goes Joyriding down our road Lay on the horn to prove that it haunts me I love you, I'm sorry The way life goes I wanna speak in code Hope that I don't, won't make it about me I love you, I'm sorry
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