Every breakup is just another opportunity to do it right the next time.
If I delete your number, you are basically deleted from my life.
My rear-view mirror has officially fallen off, no more looking back!
One day you will want me and tell me sorry, but it’ll be too late.
My mouth says I’M OK my fingers text I’M FINE my heart says I’M BROKEN
It takes guts to fall in love, but it takes nerve to go back to the one who broke you
Every breakup is just another opportunity to do it right the next time.
If I delete your number, you are basically deleted from my life.
My rear-view mirror has officially fallen off, no more looking back!
One day you will want me and tell me sorry, but it’ll be too late.
My mouth says I’M OK my fingers text I’M FINE my heart says I’M BROKEN
It takes guts to fall in love, but it takes nerve to go back to the one who broke you