Pablo Brooks

In my head, in my bed With the taste of cigarettes Fight or flight Fake a smile As you come across my

The first time you could hold my hand I spent all my cash on our plans You laughed and you gave me your word

You wanna take it slow But i go light speed Oh you say that it’s over Then kiss me on the cheek We won’t

{Verse 1} This song stuck on repeat But I don't really care In your car, I feel at home

{Verse 1} Early September I'll always remember Break of the seasons I thought you'd

{verse 1} Stumble through the living room Mirror shows my face in two Blowing out my stereo till we

{verse 1} Another lonely night at home I've spent four hours on my phone Looking at you

{Verse 1} You throw your football with the same precision That you use to make them fall in love with

Why am I crying at the steering wheel On a Tuesday morning? Is it just my age? Or am I really losing it?