Let me wake up like it's the 12th of May again
I'll wear that white shirt and brown checkered dress
Red lipstick, drunk blush, and my go-to fringe
Saturday mornings felt slow but this time I want it slower
I'm going to take my time feeling everything—
Something I should've done 'cause I knew it's the start of an ending
Let me walk along eBloc 2 again
Pass through The Park Social and the Pyramid
Or maybe I should go back and wait for you instead
Should've texted you first to grab something to eat
Or maybe not if that would mean another bullet in my chest
Let me get drunk with beer again
Sing and dance in Lyrics with my friends
You should come so we could have more time
But nah, I think I'd still rather have you served later
I've looked for time turners but all I found were poems
I've searched for wishing wells but all I did was hit rock bottoms
Let me sit again on your friend's couch
Skip the clumsy glass and move to the kissing part
Let me make out with you again at 4 AM
If our souls had eyes, they would see fireworks
If our hearts had lips, they would scream 'stay'
Yet you were so drunk of alcohol and I of you
I thought you'd come back for the trails you left on me
But a year had passed and the mark stayed invisibly
Waiting for the lost hunter to return to his home
Not knowing I was just a prey shot to decay
Let me wake up the next day beside you again
Instead of making love, I want to slow dance in the kitchen
I'll be leaving soon so let me kiss you some more
Change into Macbeth that I'll never return
You can throw my shirt away and forget about me
Let's say goodbye and please block me on your phone
I want to end everything that way and not on the stairway
Let me write about you one last time
One last reminisce and one last replay
I am on the last page of this book
On the last scene and on the last song
We speak the same language
But on love, I guess we needed translation.