Go to sleep, it'll all be better when I wake up
Tangerine, a casualty of another break-up
Seventeen, when I thought that everything was true love
Is it not?
I bought myself a one way ticket out of this heartbreak
So I can walk around this city scared to meet somebody with your name
I don't know what over you looks like, I wish I did
But she don't look a thing like you and that's the point, isn't it?
Isn't it?
Fossilize memories made upon a shotgun
Criticize my heart as if you've even got one
"Give it time", I'm telling you I can not hear that one
More time
I bought myself a one way ticket out of this heartbreak
So I can walk around this city scared to meet somebody with your name
I don't know what over you looks like, I wish I did
But she don't look a thing like you and that's the point, isn't it?
Isn't it?
