I wanna focus on the good times
They seem to pass right as I write
About em'
I want that blissful feeling from last summer
Where we only loved each other, missing calls from our mothers
It doesn't come quite as easy
A cloudy day f*cks my whole week
This issue
I don't know if I've felt it for a while
But I know I haven't smiled
And I don't know what's worthwhile