Haunted
The music plays and I picture you
Not as you were in the end but as you were back when
We were cool and you were almost family
And smiling was a given and laughing was a must
Before I went away and came back
Slightly changed from who I was
And couldn't recognize who you'd become
I'm ashamed to say I didn't try to figure you out
Our last goodbye was wasted cuz I was stuck on me
And I hate myself for that, no doubt
And I'd give anything to do it over, maybe do it right
Instead I play that song every day
And remember you and cry.
Not as you were in the end but as you were back when
We were cool and you were almost family
And smiling was a given and laughing was a must
Before I went away and came back
Slightly changed from who I was
And couldn't recognize who you'd become
I'm ashamed to say I didn't try to figure you out
Our last goodbye was wasted cuz I was stuck on me
And I hate myself for that, no doubt
And I'd give anything to do it over, maybe do it right
Instead I play that song every day
And remember you and cry.
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