I shift my head so I can't see your eyes. I regret it. I keep saying things I don't mean to people I wont see, maybe for months. I already miss you.
The midwest ain't no home for a girl like you.
Well, it's quiet now and my clothes smell of smoke.
Long car rides home, my favorite songs.
And I've got an aching in my head and my heart.
I'm learning how to live without you again.
And loving you wasn't my choice, but I guess that I'm fine with it. You're just another song to sing. But when I close my eyes, I'll be dreaming of long evenings inside with you.
supported by 64 fans who also own “Merrifield Park”
i'm no good so i'll let everyone else do the talking abt how great this album is bc i have more important things to talk abt like that it was recorded in my hometown!! i was walkin around a stupid little ten-year-old and they were in the stu makin this album less than a mile from my house!! what!!!!! Elizabeth
supported by 62 fans who also own “Merrifield Park”
one of the best and most excellent midwest emo record there is! amazingly well mixed for midwest emo. waterbed from this record compared to their mv version proves how important a good mix is, because suddenly this song sounds a lot more raw yet well produced in here. singaporecentralemo