Let's fuck around drunk in Times Square
Pretend we're in college again
Here in the penthouse repent
For our lives
Our lies

I thought that I might marry you
I hope that I'm not scaring you
Maybe it's just the supermoon

I don't know where to begin
Burning through August again
In my mind you're traveling through time
You're gonna find me here

I thought that I might marry you
I hope that I'm not scaring you
Maybe it's just the supermoon

And now we're far away
A million miles away

And now we're far away
A million miles away

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Writer(s): Charles Carey