Ive got my room the one with all my favorite colors in my world
In their places on my wall
Ive got my shoes the ones i walk in with my friends and talk about all the night with one another
Ive got your sweatshirt in my drawer
The one you slept in on my floor
That way wed be next to each other
Ive got my carpet soaked in blood, from all the nosebleed that i took
That i took


Certain things matter so little
And other things a little bit more
Me and you
We can't wait to go outside
Certain things matter so little
But other matter much more
Me and you
And our beat down worn out shoes

I wake up im worn out i can't feel my legs
I hope that theres nothing that takes this away
Cause im not done
I know that your leaving i can't make you stay
But i know that youll come back remember my name
Remember these days

When i wake up i hope that everything’s the same
I hope there’s pictures of my bed and of my wall
And when i wake up i hope that everything’s alright like we never left
We never forgot our shoes outside