J U N O - Waiting for the Snow

You just stepped out my car for the last time
I didn’t know it then and I’m not sure that it would matter
I'm just being honest, always guilty of that crime
Cause you always want advice but couldn’t hear above the chatter
And look
I wanna tell it like it was
Cause every time we kissed you was just chasin a buzz
And you were lookin in my eyes but I was lookin above
Yeah you had butterflies in your gut think I swallowed a dove
See we wanted to be together way more than most
But the times that were together felt like holdin a ghost
And if I’m being honest we fucked way more than we spoke
So you’ll find I have some trouble stepping away from that trope
Which is why a week later I’ll find you back in my bed
And then a week after that you’re still giving me head
And my mom starts to wonder if I should get back with my ex
And normally my mom is right but I think I’d rather be dead
You see I think I mostly just needed someone to talk to
And sure occasionally I’d like someone to fuck too
But you were the first one of us to say that I love you
So that’s why I’m having trouble figuring out that that’s not true
Oh
I know
Somethings must come and go
But I was hoping I might find something sure to hold
And I know
That It’s time for you to go
So I’ll just be the boy in Houston waiting for the snow
Oh
I know
Somethings must come and go
But I was hoping I might find something sure to hold
And I know
That It’s time for you to go
So I’ll just be the boy in Houston waiting for the snow
Look I know that you heard me
Just leaving me on read like you want to desert me
But this wasn’t one sided I don’t care what they said
That’s why I’m in someone else’s bed even though things were working
In a change of a frame things were flipped on their head
And like a moth to a flame this was soon to be dead
And the moth sure enough did everything right
It just had no way of knowing that it chased the wrong light
You couldn’t wait to see what 2018 had up her sleeve
And less then a month later turns out you would leave
But it’s fine and I mean it
Cause ultimately
this things would be the things to inspire me
And growing up in the south I’m prepared for the heat
Yet we complain every summer a cycle doomed to repeat
Then the wind caught your door as you got up from the seat
And we took it as a sign a final sigh of relief
Oh
I know
Somethings must come and go
But I was hoping I might find something sure to hold
And I know
That It’s time for you to go
So I’ll just be the boy in Houston waiting for the snow
Oh
I know
Somethings must come and go
But I was hoping I might find something sure to hold
And I know
That It’s time for you to go
So I’ll just be the boy in Houston waiting for the snow

Written by:
Robert Meek

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