Angelica

You ever think about what you could have done different?

Stare at the ceiling it's like part of you's missing?

Cause I do

My friends always tell me that I should open my heart

Find somebody new and give this thing a fresh start

But I won't

So I start clearing the backseat thinking of when I was happy

Back when we'd jump and start laughing

Back when you were still worth having

Then I see an old box of memories