A Playlist Killed the Mixtape

Just give me a sign, your place or mine?

Nineteen and blond with rolling eyes, to my surprise

Young hearts beat way too red, we need to break them in

Maybe I'm a liar claiming everyone's a fake

But I won't say a word of this to anyone who's listening

Honestly, I'm missing you to death

And I hope this note is reaching you somehow

If the words don't come out the way they should

This lasting scent is understood

Your mixtape's out of style now, baby

Our favorite songs have died

Maybe I'm too tired but I'm staying up and typing out

How you make me smile, and how I'm not your style

Honestly, I'm missing you to death

And I hope this note is reaching you somehow

I'm sure you're older now

With new friends you've picked out

Still I hope this note is reaching you somehow

I'm the love you lost

I fought for you and at all costs

I bled through every single word

And there's nothing you can say to me

To make me walk away and leave

(You're fine)

We're fine

(We're fine)

I'm fine

Honestly, I'm missing you to death

And I hope this note is reaching you somehow

I don't have a clue, and it's killing me

(Help with these lyrics?)

Leave it all behind, leaving you behind

Honestly, I'm missing you to death

And I hope this note is reaching you somehow

I'm sure you're older now

With new friends you've picked out

Still I hope this note is reaching you