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letra de here's to the way things may have been - siena chanel

[verse 1]
i kinda wish i hadn’t f-cked it up like that
but kind of liked it when it p-ssed you off like that
i’ll walk around here with my hands through my hair acting like i just don’t care
while you take her to the back of the hall
remember how your eyes looked in the night
i found it funny that you wouldn’t look in mine
i don’t know where this will go and i don’t know how to control it
i’ve lost my head
so my body’s dead
and oh babe, sharp like the blades that spill blood right from our veins
but sharper than that is the tongue that you’ve got etching words into my brain

[pre-chorus]
oh to the way things may have been
oh the way his hands feel on my skin
oh saying that same sh-t again
the way you say when you’ve had too much to drink
“don’t overthink,” he says
as i overthink, the things he’ll do
the words he’ll say
the way his eyes look without the light of day

[chorus]
take me take me take me take me to the back of the hall
and i’m not scared anymore
in the middle of the night sneak me out of the house
the streets belong to us before the world is aroused
and if they are complaining that we’re being to loud
i could shut us up with my lips on your mouth
well babe won’t you take take take it and take take take it

[verse 2]
and well i’ll take him to the back
just ‘cause you’d kill me after that
and well i’ll admit that i do take pleasure in your heartache
and i’m fine
because, well i’m dying
you know we’re all dying
and that’s soothing i find

[pre-chorus]
oh to the way things may have been
oh the way his hands felt on my skin
oh saying that same sh-t again
the way i say when i’ve had too much to drink
“don’t overthink”, he says
as i overthink, the things i do
the words i say
the way his eyes look without the light of day

[bridge]
and oh babe i’m so tired
not because a lack of sleep
i’m the kind of tired
the body acquires
carrying the same sad soul for weeks

[outro]
and oh babe, give it a rest
i don’t give a f-ck ‘bout that (i won’t apologise for that)
‘cause in the end are we really friends or just a way to make my songs feel more intact

- siena chanel

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