I won't settle down,
In a little house in a little town,
Without you, is without love
Cool kids run around a lot,
In the middle of a CVS parking lot,
As far as they can tell, we forgot
Just how to gaze into the stars
And how we remain this far,
You're a cool breeze, over an open flame
And I won't, ever speak your name again,
Do you wanna know why, I won't change?
I'd rather see the kind of flowers you'd place, on my grave
The Connecticut days, you won't break
You said you'd rather stay inside, your sister's place
Said you'd give me a name, and say it was fate
You said you want to close your eyes, but stay awake
You said you wanna survive,
Like I wanna survive
You're a cool breeze, over an open flame
And I won't, ever speak your name again,
Do you wanna know why, I won't change?
I'd rather see the kind of flowers you'd place, on my
You're a cool breeze, you're my twin flame
And I'd never, feel the same again
So you ask to survive
And for the world's fair shake
I'd rather see the kind of flowers you'd place on my grave
I'd rather see the kind of flowers you'd place on my grave.
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