Connor Storms & His Bouquet - Forget the Boy Lyrics

Black gown at her feet
The trailer park's ablaze
There's ashes in Alberta
Snow falls gray
She's packing up a lifetime
Staring down naked walls
She's got a hundred suitcases
But nothing fits at all

And it's all right
If you haven't got a plan
Forget the boy
You thought could be your man
And it's all right
If you haven't got a plan
Forget the boy
You thought could be your man

Spent three months chasing sunlight
Hair dye and cigarettes
And our respective lovers
Got as close as we could get
Your familiar flame lit up those lonesome nights
You're the waning of the moon
The echo of Gaslight

And it's all right
If you haven't got a plan
Forget the boy
You thought could be your man
And it's all right
If you haven't got a plan
Forget the boy
You thought could be your man

If I'd never met you
I wouldn't have to miss you
But I'm so glad I get to
It's a pleasure to be aching
Homesickness is chronic
Twenties are supersonic
Spilled the last of the tonic
All the boughs are breaking
And snow falls gray
Snow falls gray

And it's all right
If you haven't got a plan
Forget the boy
You thought could be your man
And it's all right
If you haven't got a plan
Forget the boy
You thought could be your man