I still find your hairbands
On the floor in the corners of my room
I keep them in a box
Just in case you need them soon
And I know it makes no sense
To dread something new
But when it's all in the air
All I want is you
I think about the times
I snapped at the things you said
Regret the cliché lines
Aimed over your head
And I know it makes no sense
To wish for a second chance
But I'd give my last breath
Just to see you dance
Stupid I know
But I lose sleep
Thinking about the jokes
You can't share with me
And I know it makes no sense
For me to hold on to
The hairbands that you lost
When it was just me and you