Woorden: Stroke 9. Rip It Off. Vacuum Bag.

You'll never know what happened to me
It's just one of those things
I was sitting by myself
And my thoughts started pouring out

Remember that time on our trip
You asked me where we were going
I said, "Barcelona"
You said, "That's not what I meant"

Maybe I'll never get it
I just don't think I'm like that
Don't like planning stuff out
It never happens that way

I'm like a vacuum bag
That holds all that old dirt
Remember that time we found
Your mom's Valium and took it

Don't hate me, don't regret me
Don't ever forget me
Wherever you go, whatever you do
Don't say I never loved you

That summer when we wore no shoes
And we danced on the fourth of July
And we listened to your sister's records
And Brampton came alive

Even then you knew what you wanted
Even then I had no clue
Well, I was just living in the moment
And the moment was all about you

Remember that time in LA
You asked me, "What we were doing"
I said, "We're doing fine"
You said, "Here we go again"

And I'm like a vacuum bag
That holds all that old dirt
Remember that time we said
We'd be together forever?

Don't hate me, don't regret me
Don't ever forget me
Wherever you go, whatever you do
Don't say I never loved you

'Cause it matters to me
Can you hear me?
Everyday I ask the same thing

Will you ever know what happened to me?
It happens everyday
And you wonder what went on
It's there and then it's gone

Well, maybe I'm sentimental
And I start to reminisce
And every time I do
I still want to tell you this

Don't hate me, don't regret me
Don't ever forget me
Wherever you go, whatever you do
Don't say I never loved you

Don't hate me, don't regret me
Don't ever forget me
Wherever you go, whatever you do
Don't say I never loved you