We did little more than kiss
Although, you keep reminding me of
The other thing you say I did.
I said goodbye to you
I said it to your face
I said it was enough.
I can't explain why I loved you?
I can tell you when I did:
When you came into my mother's house
With half your behind
The hole in your jeans.
I can tell you why I stopped:
loving you hurt me too much.
I couldn't walk away fast enough
when I saw you with your wife
And every time, every single time
A cop got shot,
I'd go ice cold
And pray it wasn't you.
I loved you, why? I can't explain.
You always joke and think I'm lying.
But to me you'll always be
That boy I loved when I was 17.
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