Текст песни Park Jefferson Couches

I’ve been smoking out of boredom.

And i’ve been sleeping on the couch.

When you call I’ll be right here waiting just like every day.

I hope the west coast treats you well,

and I hope that someday you’ll realize

what i’ve realized.

Give it some time to play itself out,

you will be the last one that I tell that I still love you.

Promise me you’ll be good to yourself.

Promise me that you and I will talk.

About what you’ve done here.

I will not forgive you this time,

you and I will be forgotten just like

I told you we would.