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Jake Miller

Bad Parts

 

Bad Parts

(album: BASED ON A TRUE STORY II - 2022)


What if we start with that? What if we start it with—

Painted you in my mind like some fucking angel
What about all the nights breaking plates and flipping over tables?
Flipping over tables, yeah
Maybe I see it all with those colored glasses
Maybe that's how I cope with the fact that we burned into ashes
We burned into ashes, yeah

But I still think about when I met you on that first night
Still think about dancing with you under street lights
But after all of this time and all the years that gone by
You're playing tricks on my mind

I hate the way that I remember it better than it was
Lying to myself every time I think of us
Why does my mind leave out?
Why does my mind leave out?
All of the fights and the nights I spent sleeping on your couch
Crying in the car, getting kicked out of your house
Why does my mind leave out?
Why does my mind leave out all the bad parts?

Holidays, fancy trips, birthday celebrations
We looked fine online, truth is we were fighting on vacation
Fighting on vacation, yeah
We just laid in bed on our phone sitting there in silence
Turned your screen brightness down so I couldn't see what you were hiding
See what you were hiding, yeah

But I still think about when I met you on that first night
Still think about dancing with you under street lights
But after all of this time and all the years that gone by
You're playing tricks on my mind

I hate the way that I remember it better than it was
Lying to myself every time I think of us
Why does my mind leave out?
Why does my mind leave out?
All of the fights and the nights I spent sleeping on your couch
Crying in the car, getting kicked out of your house
Why does my mind leave out?
Why does my mind leave out all the bad parts?

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Why does my mind leave out all the bad parts?

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