Hazy days, sweeter dreams, cursed baseball teams
Ex-girlfriends at dead ends, won't make out again

Consider my faith renewed
Thrown out my frozen foods
So I can make room for you

I'm sending my baggage south
Kicking the cobwebs out
So I can make room for you
I can make room for you

Photos from photobooths never speak the truth
I confess I was smitten, she had my sweet tooth
And I learned all your chords, I know what you're looking for
I can be true to you
Whether you're close or far, I want to be where you are
'Cause I could be true to you
I could be true to you

Don't go and tell me you want me
Just to go and settle the score
I've been getting used to being lonely
It's not that hard anymore

We could declare a truce
Just like the warriors do
And I could make peace to you
Word's out on the street, we got a pretty good thing
We got a pretty good thing



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