Once the last drop of rain, has dried off the pavement

Shouldn't [?], but I never do

The way the tires turn stones on old county roads

You leave it muddy underneath, reminds me of you

You find graffiti on the walls

Of old bathroom stalls

You know, you can scratch it right off, it's how we used to be

Like the dollar in your pocket, that's been spent and traded in

You can't change where it's been, reminds me of me



I lived, and I learned, had you

Got burned

Held out, held on

God knows, too long, you wasted my time

Lost tears, swore that I'd get out of here

No amount of freedom, gets you clean

I still got you all over me



Guess the worst day of June

Was the one that I met you

With your hands in your pockets

And your "don't you wish you had me" grin

I did, so I smile, and I melted like a child

Now every breath of air I breathe reminds me of back then