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I can taste your lemonade |
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Bittersweet like every summer fling |
| [00:27.63] |
And keeping up with all your stories |
| [00:30.04] |
Talking to your ghost when I'm asleep |
| [00:36.26] |
No you're never really dead to me |
| [00:38.97] |
Maybe that's the mystery of us |
| [00:45.04] |
I use to think when you were gone |
| [00:47.77] |
I would still hear voices in the halls |
| [00:54.59] |
I could feel the red rain on me |
| [00:56.76] |
I can see you shaking when I kiss |
| [01:03.27] |
You still hit me like a buzz |
| [01:05.43] |
Seventeen and drunk enough to wish |
| [01:11.87] |
And you really got your hooks on me |
| [01:14.24] |
Maybe that's the punishment for love |
| [01:20.99] |
I still stay up late at night |
| [01:23.05] |
Trying to hear your voices in the halls |
| [01:28.91] |
In the halls |
| [01:37.66] |
In the halls |
| [01:46.66] |
In the halls |
| [01:56.82] |
You could hear me late at night |
| [01:58.76] |
Singing to the voices in the halls |
| [02:05.59] |
Every time we drive the coast |
| [02:07.79] |
Heading toward Las Vegas in your car |
| [02:14.49] |
Playing on your broken speakers |
| [02:16.62] |
Me asleep and warm inside your arms |
| [02:22.85] |
No it's never like what it used to be |
| [02:25.60] |
Maybe it's just never really was |
| [02:31.92] |
But every night when I get home |
| [02:34.29] |
I can hear your voices in the halls |
| [02:41.23] |
Every night when I'm alone |
| [02:43.13] |
I can hear your voices in the halls |
