The Sun is Setting out in LA
Everything Will Be Okay
I Wrote A Poem Last Tuesday
I Think I'll Send It to You Tuesday
I Sent A Text, While I'm Sipping on Some Root Beer
It Read “Why the Hell, You Got Mr. I'm Cool Here”
My Emotions Stay Running, And You Know I Wanna Catch Up
But All This Damn Asthma Makes It Hard to f**ing Catch Up
Once Upon A Time, I Thought What We Had Was Special
No Blood In my Heart, just My Broken Hearted Tesle
Had to Type This All Down, Cause I'm Breaking all My Pencils
Started as Crush, But The Love Came Extra
There's Holes In My Sweater, and It's Freezing Cold
I Just Want You to Remember When I Put Down the Phone
The Winds Growing Fast, I'm Getting Heavy in the Chest
Please Say My Name, When I'm Inclosed in the Chest
I'll Put this In a Song, Cause I Can't Say it in a Text
I Think We Should Hold Hands to Keep Us Warm in this Weather
Don't Let Me Down, And Put Our Hearts on Our Sweaters