I feel like it's about two friends who slept with each other. Then when he goes home, she doesn't call.
'Another bus ride home silent weekend'
She said she loves him more then a friend... But she doesn't actually commit. And she knows what she is doing to him (possibly breaking his heart) but she doesn't admit to it
'Said love was painted gold. Like all things growing old. The paint peels and slowly falls. You already know'
-I find this song very deep in this way.... I had a friend just like her
I feel like it's about two friends who slept with each other. Then when he goes home, she doesn't call. 'Another bus ride home silent weekend' She said she loves him more then a friend... But she doesn't actually commit. And she knows what she is doing to him (possibly breaking his heart) but she doesn't admit to it 'Said love was painted gold. Like all things growing old. The paint peels and slowly falls. You already know'
-I find this song very deep in this way.... I had a friend just like her