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letra de july 29th - everett champion

[verse 1: everett champion & isabella villeneuve]
i took a shot, but i left it in the holster
i’m hung on you like all my posters
never felt closer, now i’m driving sober (driving sober)
hit you up every day, like i am supposed to
but i feel like, you don’t know my name (know my name)
and all those texts, don’t go the same
stuck in your games, but i chose to play (chose to play)
when you crying at home, am i supposed to say
that “i’m sorry” cause i’m not, cause i did nothing wrong
he was the jerk, i’m just writing these songs
he was the one that dumped you before prom
and after it all well, you still go along (you go along, yeah)
i know that i’m a nice guy, and you don’t deserve me
(you don’t deserve me, you don’t deserve me)
i hear it all the time, but why does it still hurt me
if i’m the best why does it get worse see
sometimes i wonder if my first ex cursed me

[verse 2: everett champion & isabella villeneuve]
i caught a vibe, but i do it too often
infatuated whenever you start talking
pull up to the spot, unlock, as you hop in
drive around the city, green light, no stopping
heart has broken, but you ain’t hit me back (back)
but 4 nights ago, well you basically snapped (snapped)
you asked if my bas-m-nt was vacant in fact (fact)
but after it all, you still made it back (back)
i’ve said it once, and i’ll say it again (say it again)
i’m ready to not be your friend
but if you still want to pretend
like no baggage is present, no drama to send
but i can’t tell your feelings, decipher your tone
but driving alone, put you right in your zone
nervous as h-ll, car smell like cologne
and it starts to rain as i’m driving you home
i swear that we actually might
and somehow you still mad at me right?
driving alone on these sat-rday nights
and i’m not going out, but my battery might
we gotta a month, why wouldn’t we try
maybe because you were scared you and i
would actually work, and we’d say goodbye
when august is over and the flowers would die
writing bout you, and i don’t know why
writing the truth, but you’d say it was lies
moved away, yeah you moved onto the new guys
i’ll never forget, july 29th (july 29th)

- everett champion

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