Broke bread and we broke some hearts
Sometimes theirs but mostly ours
Drank too much and cried in bars
God damn
We were a mess
Watched French films and watched our backs
Sometimes flew but mostly crashed
Worked too hard and then got trashed
God damn
We were a mess
Allison
(This is a song about)
Allison
(There are so many)
Allison
(Thinking 'bout)
Allison
Drifted cars and we drifted apart
Sometimes called but mostly not
Had no time and too many scars
God damn
We are a mess
Allison
(This is a song about)
Allison
(There are so many)
Allison
(Thinking 'bout)
Allison
You were kind of a bitch
And I kind of miss you somehow
You were kind of a bitch
And I kind of miss you somehow
You were kind of a bitch
And I kind of miss you somehow
You were kind of a bitch
You were kind of a bitch
You were kind of a bitch
Allison
This is a song about
Allison
There are so many
Allison
I'm thinking 'bout
Allison
Where are you
Allison
Thinking 'bout
Allison
This is
Another song
About Allison