an album, a song, a memory Lyrics

Take a picture of me while I hang out

The passenger's side of your car tonight

I swear I'd look a little bit happier

If you could just get the angle right

I'll walk home alone through the water

And won't tell a soul what I saw you do

Your secret is safe with me buy out my company

Biting the bullet for you

An apartment a lighthouse you're taking the trash out

You're feeling for earthquakes

You're seven years old and you're reading a book

When you first feel the earth shake

Sitting alone in the back of a bus

With one song in your ear on repeat

He's singing about how he knows it so well

And you're just trying to sleep

An album, a song, a memory

You're somebody's baby you're 23

You're up from the beach and there's sand in your hair

You're pulling away and you're not playing fair

I'd die to get back there, I'd die just to see you again

I'd die to get back there, I'd die just to feel it again