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Your name came up on my phone
But not the way it
would’ve shown up before
I miss the way we’d talk
till the sun come up
But we’re not 17 anymore
Taking the long way home
Just to hear you talk some more
Walk you to your front door
Say goodbye but you pull me
in just for the thrill of it
hell of it yeah
Drive to the beach every weekend
No money but we would pretend
I don’t like driving
I don’t like streets
I hate red lights
and I hate the heat
But you you would
give me a reason
Your name came up
on my phone
But not the way it
would’ve shown up before
I miss the way we’d talk
till the sun come up
But we’re not 17 anymore
Can’t even bring myself to ignore
When every call I get
I wish it was yours
I miss the way we’d talk
till the sun come up
But we’re not 17 anymore
You never liked to be alone
But since your 18th year
you’ve been out on your own
Always trying to leave
your past self back at home
I guess I’m part of
all the things you’ve outgrown
Drive to the beach
every weekend
Maybe you were never
in love but at least
You’d retend
I see your name
and it makes me weak
I thought of you
every day this week
And I’m still trying
to forget every reason
Your name came up
on my phone
But not the way it
would’ve shown up before
I miss the way we’d talk
till the sun come up
But we’re not 17 anymore
Can’t even bring
myself to ignore
When every call I get
I wish it was yours
I miss the way we’d talk
till the sun come up
But we’re not 17 anymore