That Cold August Night

I wish what you said to him was false.

I didn’t want you and the songs

you’ll write about me with your band.

But let me remind you that you were the one,

who turned his back from the truth.

I could’ve been your ride or die.

We could’ve been like Bonnie and Clyde.

Side by side until there’s nowhere left to run.

Said it yourself but I heard the lyrics

your sister wrote and you sang it.

And you are the sad song,

I play when I need to feel something.

You are not Steve McQueen or James Dean

and I’m not your ride or die

when it comes to the things you’ll see.

That cold August night I wanted

to see the stars with you

but you only saw her and her lies.

You didn’t care to ask me, honey.

Someone else is loving me.

You called me up at 3:30 AM

asking if I would give you the honor

to share the whole night with you.

You told me of what could’ve been

but I’m happier with him.

It’s no good to reminisce about the past.

A Gemini in the sun for four years.

You showed the talent that you’ve got

to your former friends but it doesn’t mean

you were happy to be without someone like me.

But boy, the truth is I still think about you too.

I’m happy and happy doesn’t mean

I’ll run and run away from the love I’ve got.

He’s my National Anthem and I tend to cry

while listening to Lana Del Rey.

I hope you know it doesn’t matter

if we’re with someone else.

There’s always August and the things

we’ve done that we haven’t apologized for.

That was the best of times, the worst of days.