Blueberry Puff

(альбом: Camille - 2019)

I see your grey Honda car everywhere I look
Didn't even know they made that many 'till we split
And my cabinet's are full of your blueberry puffs
Seems like everyone I know now smokes that fucking shit

Can't believe we changed so fast, so quick
Remind me again what the hell happened
And why did it have to end
'Cause I'm still on the aftertaste of your kiss
The late night talks about God
The way we laugh like two kids
It's hard to turn it off

Did you forget? Oh
All of the good stuff, all that we did
Did you forget? Oh
If I'm being honest, I never did
I can't forget

Took a midnight drive through North Hollywood, the place we fell in love
Nothing 'bout the city's changed, baby, it's only us
I wish you well and I hope you're good, but damn, it tears me up
Knowing that you're moving on and I still wasn't done

Last time we spoke you told me
I was your rock, your only
I don't know what's got into you

It's something about the way your hand and mine fit
The Costco trips where we spent 3 hours picking out shit
Didn't eat like half of it

Did you forget? Oh
All of the good stuff, all that we did
Did you forget? Oh
If I'm being honest, I never did
I can't forget