The summer when
You got divorced
We walked liked friends
But ran off course
To form this plan?
I never could
I guess I am
Just half as good
And when you hit that ceiling
It's gonna feel so free and
Without an expectation
There's something good still waiting
The neighbors walls
Are paper thin
I hear their calls
I see their skin
The good times go
Straight to your head
You come so close
But nothing sticks
And when you hit that ceiling
It's gonna feel so free and
Without an expectation
There's something good still waiting
Oh God, what have I done
I don't know what I want
And when you hit that ceiling
It's gonna feel so free and
Without an expectation
There's something good still waiting
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