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Westside

 

Westside

(album: Through The Static - 2019)


Yeah
I ride my bike up to her house and I knock on the window
It's midnight after dark, she snuck out with a pillow
A couple beers that I had stolen from my fridge
That I threw into my backpack with two broken cigarettes
I put her around my handlebars down this empty street
We never felt more alive than when the world is asleep
She reached back and wrapped her hand around my neck
And though I couldn't see her face I knew that she was smiling just as big, yeah
See it was always us against the world and
It was never that boring typical boy-needs-girl shit
Not even sure that I was not sleeping most of the time
'Cause it was more a dream than any dream that I've had in my life
I don't want to let this go
We can stay up at the park with your mixtapes and a stereo
'Cause when we hear it it's like the problems don't exist
Your sister didn't die, my mom didn't try and kill herself
Your dad doesn't drink and start to swing his fist
I'm not afraid of school, my past or what the future is
She put her finger to my lips and said it's all alright
I love you, that's all that matters

I met her on the westside
I didn't really know what love was like
I never would again and that's alright
I used to hate it though but now I know that you are one of the few that experienced it once in your life
Time, show her
When love is amazing
Show your heart, unless you're willing to break it
Don't wanna take this all for granted so I
Thank you for being mine
When we were on the westside

Yeah, see we were both raised in a broken home
But when we came together all these pieces matched to make us whole
We stayed connected whenever, every single second was the best one of our life only challenged by the next one, yeah
She said that we should run away together
The city is getting too small I need some better weather
And she would wear my sweather, two sizes too big
And when she gave it back
It smelt exactly like she did
And we went everywhere, just enjoyed getting there
Swore that I'd kill her dad if he touched her again
Anywhere
She'd hide the bruises, I'd whipe the tears
At our spot after dark where no one else could hear
We would talk about having a family with some kids
I was not afraid of school, my past or what the future is
I put the finger to her lips and said it's all alright
I love you, that's all that matters

I met her on the westside
I didn't really know what love was like
I never would again and that's alright
I used to hate it though but now I know that you are one of the few that experienced it once in your life
Time, show her
When love is amazing
Show your heart, unless you're willing to break it
Don't wanna take this all for granted so I
Thank you for being mine
When we were on the westside

I ride my bike up to her house and I knock on that window
But it's already open
There's a note and a pencil
A single heart drawn right where it's been folded
I start to weep
The worst tears falling as I open it
Her mom grabbed her right after another fight
So to get away from dad, they had to leave in the night
Not a trace to where they're going
If there was he would find them
But promise no matter what in the future she'd find me
The tears are blinding
I make it to the end
She said she left my AFI hoodie on top of the bed
Don't forget me, no matter what this is
Don't be afraid of school, your past or what the future is
You'll be okay, just know that I love you
I'll write you when we get to where we're going, if we ever do
I only heard from her a couple times
Hopping towns with her mom and living different lives
Then they stopped, we never talked again
But I still keep that note in the top drawer of my desk
As a symbol I can love
A reminder in the cold, cold world I was lucky enough
To spend time in that park after dark
And leave a little piece of my heart
On the westside

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