Sunrise, seaside, bike rides to the bay
Facetimes, through the night, you were all that I could crave
Takeouts, brown couch, impossible study dates
Fun nights turned to photographs, turned to memories that fade
And all I have now are the tickets from the arcade we'd promise to redeem when we were older
And the album of pictures we took on our film cameras that pains me now forever to remember
I am tired of these emotions
Season three for the second time alone
And I know that time heals but for now
It's gonna take some getting
Good mornings, good evenings, keep them to myself
New people, new secrets you'd never ever hear about
Bad day, what can I say, it's different when you're not around cause
All I have now are the tickets from the arcade we promised to redeem when we were older
And the album of pictures we took on our film cameras that pains me now forever to remember
I am tired of these emotions
Season three for the second time alone
And I know that time heals but for now
It's gonna take some getting
It's gonna take some getting used to
It's gonna take some getting used to
It's gonna take some getting used to
It's gonna take some getting used to
From raging waves to calming seas
And all the wreckage in between
I know that things weren't picture perfect
The way I tried to think about it
With all that we invested
How could I just leave it rested
I know it was the right move
But still I
I am tired of these emotions
Season three for the second time alone
And I know that time heals but for now
I am tired of these emotions
Season three for the second time alone
And I know that time heals but for now
It's gonna take some getting
It's gonna take some getting used to
It's gonna take some getting used to
It's gonna take some getting used to
It's gonna take some getting used to
Getting used to
Getting used to
Take some getting used to