Souvenirs

You may be gone, but I saved the mixtape

That you made the old fashioned way

You called in to the radio DJ

And waited for our song to play

You load the deck with a blank cassette tape

You took the time to design the inlay

And wrote down what the songs were saying

On the cover was a heart around my name

On the cover was a heart around my nameAll you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs, souvenirs

All you left me with was souvenirs

You may be gone but I kept the sweatshirt

With the holes underneath the collar

I found it tucked in the back of the dresser

It still smells like the night I met ya

We snuck into the double feature

I spilled my drink on your brand new sneakers

We watched our hero save the world

Right then and there I thought I'd always be your girlAll you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs, souvenirs

All you left me with was souvenirs

Sometimes I open that shoebox and play that old mixtape

I just can't bring myself to throw your sweatshirt away

The ticket stubs we saved, the polaroids we made

The broken bracelet that spelled out your nameAll you left me with

All you left me with

All you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs, souvenirs

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs

All you left me with, all you left me with

All you left me with was souvenirs, souvenirs

All you left me with was souvenirs

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