I can taste your lemonade
Bitter sweet like every summer fling
I'm giving up with all your stories talking to your ghost when I'm asleep
And you're never really dead to me and maybe that's the mystery of us
I used to think when you were gone I would still hear voices in the halls
I can feel the red rain on me
I can see ushaking when we kiss
Used to hit me like a bus
17 and drunk everything to wish
And you never really got your hopes in me maybe that's punishment for love
I still stay up late at night trying to hear your voices in the halls
In the halls
In the halls
In the halls
You could hear me late at night singing to the voices in the halls
Every time when drive the coast
Heaven all Las Vegas playing in your car
Playing on your broken speakers be asleep and warm inside your arms
No it's never like it used to be maybe it just never really was
But every night when I get home I can your voices in the halls
every night when in all alone I can hear your voices in the halls