Watching you leave in the car in the backseat
Staring at me from down below
It's depressing, watching you leave in the backseat
Since I'd gotten used to being front row
I send you off with a mental letter and
I really hope you are treated well there
I hope you're happier where you end up
I really hope you don't miss me too much, yeah
Watching you leave in the car in the backseat
Staring at me from down below
It's depressing, watching you leave in the backseat
Since I'd gotten used to being front row
I send you off with a mental letter and
I really hope you are treated well there
I hope you're happier where you end up
I really hope you don't miss me too much, yeah
Watching you leave in the car in the backseat
Staring at me as you move to switch homes, oh
It's depressing, watching you leave in the backseat
Since I'd gotten used to being with you, and so
I send you off with a mental letter and
I really hope you are treated well there
I hope you're happier where you end up
I really hope you don't miss me too much, yeah
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Songs I Write | III
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 15 years old, England.
