Lyrics
Yeah, you used to ride in the back seat
With the windows wide, counting the leaves
The radio played blues all day
Used to know a girl
Who lived just down the street
At 17, you heard she had a child
And in a few years, she would overdose and die
Honey, when you go back, you can't unsee
And remembering is like pulling up weeds
But you're laid in the grass, trying to think
And you say to yourself
You know you got to believe
You're right, you're right, you're right
You were right
You're right, you're right, you're right
You were right
In your small hand, you held the figurine
Felt the broken glass and counted every piece
You cried until your knees were weak
You would never tell and no one could ever see
Just like when you were a child
Leaving the house with the windows wide
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