He was my summer love the year of twenty twelve
He was my everything for him I'd do anything
he was what I needed and maybe if I pleeded,
I'd get another chance or at least a last dance.
I thought that what we had was real the things that we would feel,
Now I have no other choice but to fucking heal.
Instead of pain I hope it's experience I gain.
You played with the pieces of my heart like they were dominoes,
I can't believe you had all these other hoes.
You think it's stupid that I pleed,
but this boy turned into a need
yes indeed he was my one and only
some would even say holy.
Even after everything for him I'd do do anything,
just please don't bring back memories of how things used to be
how he said he loved me.