Текст песни finish line - Zac Greer

Ever since August, baby (Mm-mm)
I′m gettin' too fucked up for way too long
I should probably pay these (Pay these)
Girls I get hung up on ′cause they write my songs
Maybe God could save me
From all these nights gone wrong
'Cause you took off and I'm reelin′
But baby, I got this feelin′

That we could still be more
And I could still be yours
You walked out the door
And now my heart's sore ′cause we didn't try
We got cut short, didn′t make it to the end (End)
No, I just play pretend
'Bout, oh, what could′ve been
If we just spent like a little time
Baby, we stopped just short of that

Lovin' like no tomorrow (That's cool)
Know I keep actin′ a fool and I′m sorry
But my heart was yours to borrow (Borrow, yeah, yeah)
Said you would keep in touch, and you still never called me
Oh, I can't take it (Ooh)
Spent damn near the whole month faded
Just starin′ up at my ceiling (Ceiling)
'Cause what′s the point of me healing

When we could still be more
And I could still be yours?
You walked out the door
And now my heart's sore ′cause we didn't try
We got cut short, didn't make it to the end (End)
No, I just play pretend
′Bout, oh, what could′ve been
If we just spent like a little time
We stopped just short of the finish line

Ever since August, baby, yeah, yeah
I stopped driving with the windows down
Started stayin' in when all my friends go out
Man, my phone ringin′, never been so loud
I could spend my advance on a picket fence and a diamond ring now
Anything to make your little new man freak out
Oh, I bet that motherfucker can't stand me, goddamn
And you tried to tell me there ain′t no such thing as happy endings
Well shit, maybe that's the case with him
Come on over, baby, you know where I live

′Cause we could still be more
And I could still be yours
You walked out the door
And now my heart's sore 'cause we didn′t try
We got cut short, didn′t make it to the end (End)
No, I just play pretend
'Bout, oh, what could′ve been
If we just spent like a little time
Baby, we stopped just short of the finish line
We could still be more (More)
And I could still be yours
You walked out the door
And now my heart's sore ′cause we didn't try
We got cut short, we didn′t make it to the end (End)
No, I just play pretend
'Bout, oh, what could've been
If we just spent like a little time
We stopped just short of the f—