Short Story Lyrics

No longer have a letter in my drawer

You gave to me in the car

I never heard someone like that before

If I could go back I would change it

I would have been more mature

I was a jerk to you on Thanksgiving

I don't think about it much anymore

It's been a while since I was sixteen

But I still think about you on your birthday

Though I don't reach out

The friendship bridges have been burned

But that's alright, we're grownups now

Back then I got caught up forcing what was never meant to be

That's the short story of you and me

If I'm honest, I can't recall

Your favorite holiday or color

It's like I never knew you at all

Though pictures somewhere say different

And time makes everything small

Once important now so hazy

Wonder what you're doing now

Off in La La Land maybe

But I still think about you on your birthday

Though I don't reach out

The friendship bridges have been burned

But that's alright, we're grownups now

Back then I got caught up forcing what was never meant to be

That's the short story of you and me

I still think about you on your birthday

Though I don't reach out

Yet I wish you well, I hope you find all you dreamed about

I got caught up forcing what was never meant to be

That's the end of you and me

That's the end of the story