I can still imagine you Green as agave True as the bluest sky Making your brother cry with laughter You and I in the corner of a room At an awkward party Where no one was talking As you were mocking the disaster
I still hold space for you Even with all you put me through
You're the kind of person everyone forgives You do what you want and somehow we'll forget You're the kind of person everyone forgives
Often I remember times With rose-colorеd glasses Handing me roses Likе some modern Moses, your apology You and I in a truck bed High off our asses Pills from the neighbor Your form of labor, ideology
I still hold space for you Even with all you put me through
You're the kind of person everyone forgives You do what you want and somehow we'll forget You're the kind of person everyone forgives