The Suburbs

Memories betray me Remember good times in the suburbs, you persuade me But I don't owe you anything For giving me a life I never asked for I didn't ask for anything more than Love from you. Am I that hard to adore? Look at me you know me 5 years later you still see me as the old me But I'm done waiting for you To tell me how you loved me all along Haven't talked for months but just in case I checked my phone today to see if you called Remember all the good times I wish we all would stop pretending there were good times The suburbs smell like 15 When I was terrified as hell to be me The ocean smells like her perfume I see tomorrow, it's time I make some new memories