Summer of '15

Started our history

Lining our memories

With good weed and springsteen

We were a cliché

The best kind of keepsake

Back seat of a v-dub

Young, dumb and in love.

I guess you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone

Just like the last verse of that joni song.

And I don't know what's wrong

There's nothing I can do

There's nothing I can say

I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here

Watching my world fall apart

You're watching the making of a broken heart

Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.

Sitting in silence

It's cold in this taxi

Stopped at a crossroads

And you're not reacting.

And I don't know what's wrong

There's nothing I can do

There's nothing I can say

I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here

Watching my world fall apart

You're watching the making of a broken heart

Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone

Just like the last verse of that joni song

I guess you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone

Just like the last verse of that joni song.

And I don't know what's wrong

There's nothing I can do

There's nothing I can say

I'd beg you not to leave if I really thought you'd stay here

Watching my world fall apart

You're watching my world fall apart

You're watching my world fall apart

You're watching the making of a broken heart.