Monuments Songtext

von Park Jefferson

Thought I'd write to you and let you know that I'm still dramatic and sixteen
I thought I'd call you and tell you that I'm still miserable without you
I thought I could find you in the bottom of a plastic cup
But like we both knew, nothing ever helps the swelling inside our chests
There's nothing left
So we'll visit our love like a long lost monument, forever forgotten

Part of me won't finish this story
I'm holding on but you won't hold on for me
Forever alone
Poor me, poor me
Part of me won't finish this story
I'm holding on but you won't hold on for me
Poor me, poor me

Now my letters have all been returned
And I sit around this fire and let them burn
Let them burn
Now my letters have all been returned
And I sit around this fire and let them burn
Let them burn
I can't sing this song any longer
And I'm done with all this childish nonsense
I can't sing this song any longer
I'm done with all this childish nonsense