Shaggy

You left the party
Left us dancing in the room
Snuck out the back door
Looked out looking out for you

To find you swaying
With your pretty hair on fire
Picking and grinnin
On your busted old guitar
How it was singing

And I don’t think I’m dreaming
I’ll find you in the parking lot
Listen to you laughing at some story I forgot
Lazy in your company in the city night
I thought that we had time
That we had time

We felt the heaving
Felt the breaking of the room
Cuz you’re fucking leaving
Girl you’re leaving us too soon

And we can’t believe it
Baby we can barely breathe
We can’t believe it
We need your sweet sincerity

A thousand punk hearts breaking
On an empty parking lot
Picking up the pieces of the stories we forgot
How we gonna wake up
In a world in which you’re not
Grinning and swaying

With your pretty hair on fire
Casually slaying
On your nasty ass guitar
You made it sing
You made it sing

We wish we were dreaming
You made us happy
All the meanwhile hurting
An open chord without the G
An open chord without the G
An open chord without the G