the one that got awayyyyyyy

Summer after high school when we first met, we made out in your Mustang to Radiohead, and on my eighteenth birthday we got matching tatoos. Used to steal your parents liquor and climb to the roof, talk about the future like we had a clue. In another life I will be your girl, we'll keep all our promeses, be us against the world. In another life I will make you stay, so I don't have to say you were the one that got away. 


♫