All Time Low - Remembering Sunday

I'm not coming back

I've done something so terrible

I’m terrified to speak the truth you'd expect that from me

I’m mixed up, I’ll be blunt

Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair

And out of my mind

keeping an eye on the world

So many thousands of feet off the ground

I'm over you now I'm not home in the clouds

Towering over your hair

Haha, I love this song (:

xoxo.