shattered

everyone thinks i'm sad all the time

haven't been the same since last night

it was that warm night on july 17th

when you danced with that girl wearing versace

she smelled of the last time you laid with me

with eyes as green as fields, she drove you around in her convertible

no matter how hard you shattered us

i’d still be the one that would run

i was only fifteen why'd you have to destroy me?

do you remember that moment in the rain?

daisy was her go to scent

and after all this i'm still depressed

i put on your favorite lipstick shade, red

thinking about the mess you're making in our bed

if she's really who you want

then so be it

no matter how hard you shattered us

i’d still be the one that would run