still in progress...

[bouy0608]

Shooting stars and splitting lips
Fill our nights again
Breaking hard and shaking hips
Time we’ll no longer spend
Running far and grabbing wrists
Trying to escape the past
But I never leave; I’m just balling fists
Knowing tonight will be my last

this will be the soundtrack to your summer
the last song i ever sing to you
the last chorus, last verse
the last time i'll ever be true
the last time I ever wonder
where you’ll be sleeping tonight
and it will too late when you figure out
I was always the one who was right