you use him as an alibi

and it allows you to smile

so i’d rather let it be

coz maybe then you won’t hate me

yes, i was selfish, and yes, i was wrong

so the mixed tape on my table with unheard songs

will never make it to your front door

will never accompany our first getaway alone

you made me weak in my mind

in places i didnt know existed

you wouldve eventually made it to my heart

if you just had the patience and had waited

wrapped in my quilt

wrapped in my guilt

im drinking tea and listening to TSTM

but still sunday mornings arent the same

i wish we were friends longer, 

i wish we had taken our chance later,

i wish we had taken it slow

i wish we hadn’t crashed and burned.