Well I bet you take the same roads going downtown in your nice clothes Yeah I bet you hit the same bars throw the same darts, piercing the same heart I bet you tell the same jokes I've been avoiding all the places that we used to love And heaven only knows I don't get out enough Maybe we should call it a truce and maybe I won't run into you
I try to lock you out, like it's my house Just like I own this city You probably miss these streets, just like mе these neon lights all prеtty I always thought that moving on that one of us should leave So, I try to lock you out but maybe now we can share this city
Well its two-for-one on broadway and the weather's looking nice And I'll be here by the same booth on the same stool like we used to If you wanna come on by, like old times I've been dodging all the places that we used to go And living to avoid you is just getting old Maybe if I'm telling the truth, I kinda wanna run into you
I try to lock you out, like it's my house Just like I own this city You probably miss these streets, just like me these neon lights all pretty I always thought that moving on that one of us should leave So, I try to lock you out but maybe now we can share this city
Compositores: Anna Dasha Novotny (Dasha), Kenneth Travis Heidelman (Travis Heidelman), Keir Peter Macinnes Gibson ECAD: Obra #45486019