So guess I got old
I was like trash on the sidewalk
I guess I knew why
Often it's hard to just sweet talkI was old news to you then
Old news, old news to you thenYou, you were like glue
Holding each of us together
I slept through July
While you made lines in the heatherI was old news to you then
Old news, old news to you then
Fell for the ruse with you then
Old news, old news to you thenAnd I still see you when I try to sleep
I see the garden, the tower, the street
Call out to nobody, call out to me
Chip on the shoulder, the dime in the teethNow I can see how
We were like dust on the window
Not much, not a lot
Everything's stolen or borrowedI was old news to you then
Old news, old news to you then
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