i am imagining you sitting on your brothers couch, eyes red and concentrated on the screen.
theres no contemplating, no decisions
just blank stoned stares
im not the girl you fell in love with in the summer breeze
i changed for your mother and your father, i quit smoking when you were in Argentina
i drove countless and countless of miles because it always better to be the one that shows love too much instead of not enough
its always better to be the one in the relationship that loves more
even if it means that your heart breaks more in the end