Nothing felt as good as your hand on my thigh
And the wind on my back
And the sound of you laughing
While the stars lit up the sky
We smoked too many cigarettes
Toxic smoke filled our lungs
Made our heavy hearts lighter
And ourselves easier to love
I haven’t slept as well as I did in your arms
I haven’t smiled as much as I did in your car
In your shitty fucking Saturn
On a Sunday night
I was supposed to be home at 11
I'm alright
Nothing seems quite right anymore
Quite bright anymore
And everything is too fucking loud
I swear something’s dragging me down
I'm sorry if I hurt you
You know I didn’t mean too
I was scared of getting hurt
Because I was sure that I loved you
I haven’t slept as well as I did in your arms
I haven’t smiled as much as I did in your car
In your shitty fucking Saturn
On a Sunday night
I was supposed to be home at 11
I'm alright
