Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone
But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can't get rid of it 'cause you remember it all too well, yeah
Mess @ Rider thinking I sent a verse instead of a bridge
BITCH, bye. I know what a bridge is, only that the song you've sent is damn long and ity sounds like a 3rd verse.
And the genius site agrees with me so