I guess I thought it would've been a pretty good idea
To almost call your phone at 3am and ask to see ya
But then I started thinking it was not a good idea at all
We layed under the Texas sky
The stars were in our eyes
We didn't have a clue
Those were the best years of our lives
One last kiss
It was the summer right before the fall
Why couldn't we have figured it all out?
The kind of love that everybody dreams about
We tried our best to sing along
We coulda made it, we shoulda made it
You introduced me to your father
And he thought I was a dick
You went to cullinary school
But your cooking made me sick
You said that John was your favorite
But I was always down with Paul?
I never wanted to do Yoga
But I always liked the pants
I should've heeded all the warnings
Written on the bathroom wall
Why couldn't we have figured it all out?
The kind of love that everybody dreams about
We tried our best to sing along
We coulda made it, we shoulda made it
You took the dog
I was allergic to it anyway
But now that you're gone
So many things I wish that I could say
Why couldn't we have figured it all out?
The kind of love that everybody dreams about
We tried our best to sing along
We coulda made it, we shoulda made it
Writer(s): Jaret Reddick
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