I wanted to lie on a hill with you and play “chasing cars” in your company.

In pure silence we would look towards the sky but share the same thoughts, as if somehow connected

Or in an act of pure defiance and rebellion against the notions of the song itself, stand and dance.

I never cared either way to be honest

Whatever the decision, it would’ve only been time spent with you

That’s all I ever wanted

That song. That **** song.
It's like acid on my stomach
dropping my blood from my face to my toes
from those first xylophone notes
that spell out our end
it makes me sick
actually sick
my stomach churns
grates against my lungs
and it's like a drug
I want to quit
listening and listening
to that **** song
but it reminds me

that you could be happy.

that I could be happy.
if it weren't for that **** song.