歌词
Old books
And hard drives
A burned down
Scented candle
Bike lock
With a rusty key
Coffee cup
With a broken handle
These are the things that I’d throw away if I had the guts
But I don’t know what’s
Got me hangin onto
8th grade
Notebooks
A calculator
With a solar panel
J’aimerais pouvoir laisser tomber
Mais je suis coincée dans le passé
J’aimerais savoir oublier
Mais je suis coincée dans le passé
A picture frame
With a picture of
People who’ve
Turned into strangers
Tap shoes
Treasure trolls
And a t shirt
From Power Rangers
So many things that I’d let go of if I had the guts
But I don’t know what’s
Got me hangin onto
Love notes
From old flames
The awkward thoughts
Of a teenager
J’aimerais pouvoir laisser tomber
Mais je suis coincée dans le passé
J’aimerais savoir oublier
Mais je suis coincée dans le passé
Round and round and round we go
When it gives up, no one knows
I just wanna get off of this ride, I’m sure
This is not at all what I had signed up for, no more
J’aimerais pouvoir laisser tomber
Mais je suis coincée dans le passé
J’aimerais savoir oublier
Mais je suis coincée dans le passé