Mixtapes - Plushgun

Wait, no, it’s too late

You relapsed in a photograph, a smile on your face

Is it me or are we losing to routine?

You sleep like it’s a Saturday and ration nicotine

And I know, let it go

You drink away December

'Cause you hate to be alone

And I know, let it go

Your heart was left in Denver

It’s November sing a, whoa

If you see Deborah again

Well, maybe then you’ll let her know

Come tomorrow, I’ll be listening

To her mixtape in the snow

If you see Deborah again

Well, maybe then you’ll let her know

Come tomorrow, I’ll be listening

To her mixtape in the snow

Why can we relate?

Our future now, let’s take a bow

So he can take the stage

Am I sad because

I’ll never own track 8?

You commandeered that song

When you wore red on our first date

And I know, let it go

You drink away December

'Cause you hate to be alone

And I know, let it go

Your heart was left in Denver

It’s November sing a whoa

If you see Deborah again

Well, maybe then you’ll let her know

Come tomorrow, I’ll be listening

To her mixtape in the snow

If you see Deborah again

Well, maybe then you’ll let her know

Come tomorrow, I’ll be listening

To her mixtape in the snow

Let her know