歌词
That weekend trip to Breckenridge
Still taste the vodka on your lips
The camera always loved your smile
That one I took your hair's a mess
You wore my t-shirt like a dress
Said I'd erase it but I lied
That video of you singing happy birthday
It's stuck on replay in the worst way
Now I'm sitting here
Face lit up by a screen
Pictures of you and me
Five hundred and seventeen
Know what I need to do
To get over you
But I put it off and I stall
Can't find the strength to press it
Delete all
Delete all
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Screenshots of homes in Tennessee
That Pinterest board engagement ring
Mixed in with dresses you tried on
I'd have to scroll for a minute
To find one without you in it
If I hit delete I lose 2019
So I'm sitting here
Face lit up by a screen
Pictures of you and me
Five hundred and seventeen
Know what I need to do
To get over you
But I put it off and I stall
Can't find the strength to press it
Delete all
Delete all
♪
Can't do it not get any closer
If I go through with it that means it's over
Now I'm sitting here
Face lit up by a screen
Pictures of you and me
Five hundred and seventeen
Know what I need to do
To get over you
But I put it off and I stall
Can't find the strength to press it
Delete all
Delete all