Romans & histoires All Time Low Therapy Lyrics

Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul. And it's the only thing that I know. I swear it will get easier, remember that we're never repeating ya. And it's the only thing to take with us when we die. We keep this love in a photograph. We made these memories for ourselves. Where our eyes are never closing. Our hearts were never broken. And time's forever frozen, still. So you can keep me. Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. Holding me close until our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone.

Ah-ah, ah-ah (ah-ah, ah-ah) I spend my weekends tryna get you off My mind again, but I can't make it stop I'm tryna pretend I'm good, but you can tell (good but you can tell) You're right, I shoulda text you goodnight I shoulda given more time I wish I had've known this before Now I'm replaying our goodbye But it wasn't a goodbye And I still hear you slamming the door Try to hit you up, but you've had enough You're screaming down the phone "You don't know what you lost" I say, "I'm fine, " I didn't care that much But I realize when you hang up, I messed this up I spend my weekends tryna get you off My mind again, but I can't make it stop I'm tryna pretend I'm good, but you can tell (uh) 'Cau