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perfume Songtext
I still keep our photos in a folder in case you come back to me
Someone turned the corner with your perfume and I fell to my knees
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
And I know no amount of drugs
And unfulfilling love could make things feel the same
Oh I know no amount of dates
In different states could be enough to get away
I still keep your sweater in my dresser in case I′m craving your scent
I still keep your toothbrush in my bathroom in case you come back again
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
And I know no amount of drugs
And unfulfilling love could make things feel the same
Oh I know no amount of dates
In different states could be enough to get away
Maybe we can find the time
A couple years down the line
I'll be going mainstream
And you′ll be on the small screen
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
And I know no amount of drugs
And unfulfilling love could make things feel the same
Oh I know no amount of dates
In different states could be enough to get away
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
Someone turned the corner with your perfume and I fell to my knees
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
And I know no amount of drugs
And unfulfilling love could make things feel the same
Oh I know no amount of dates
In different states could be enough to get away
I still keep your sweater in my dresser in case I′m craving your scent
I still keep your toothbrush in my bathroom in case you come back again
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
And I know no amount of drugs
And unfulfilling love could make things feel the same
Oh I know no amount of dates
In different states could be enough to get away
Maybe we can find the time
A couple years down the line
I'll be going mainstream
And you′ll be on the small screen
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
And I know no amount of drugs
And unfulfilling love could make things feel the same
Oh I know no amount of dates
In different states could be enough to get away
Oh I know no amount of planes
And trains could bring us back again
Writer(s): Boose Shane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com