It Could've Been You
Hannah Grae
Oh, that familiar body ache the way I break
I talk too much, we stayed up late
And the color of your shirt, made me wanna cry
And I never understood the phrase: It's just a phase
It's medicine you need to taste
When all I hear is: Have fun wasting your time
I'm not the one and it's not something I can change
No, it's not love, it's just the comfort of its name
So I tried to leave, and he got on his knees and said: Fuck you
After losing sleep disappointing me with the songs he'd never heard of and nor did he want to
Had no flame, and I tried to blame the perfume
Left on his counter, and if I'd have found her, would it have been true?
Could it have been true?
Oh, that peculiar summer break, I stayed awake
I thought too much of my mistakes
And the color of my walls made me wanna die
But I never understood the point in throwing' coins in wishing wells to fix my choice
When all we had to do was say our goodbyes
You're not the one, and it's not something I can change
No, it's not love, it's just the comfort of its name
So I tried to leave, and he got on his knees and said: Fuck you
After losing sleep disappointing me with the songs he'd never heard of and nor did he want to
Had no flame, and I tried to blame the perfume
Left on his counter, and if I'd have found her, would it have been true?
Could it have been true?
Thank God I got my twenties
We didn't get married
At least I'm not forty and cursing our bedsheets
Wishing I'd left you, wishing you'd left me
Probably crying, I'd probably hate you
And though I'm unemployed, tryna find some joy
At least I'm not forty and screwin' the pool boy (hey Troy!)
Staying for the children, might even resent them
It could've been true
It could've been you
So I tried to leave, and he got on his knees and said: Fuck you
After losing sleep disappointing me with the songs he'd never heard of and nor did he want to
Had no flame, and I tried to blame the perfume
Left on his counter, and if I'd have found her, would it have been true?
(It could've been you)
So I tried to leave, and he got on his knees and said: Fuck you
(It could've been you)
After losing sleep disappointing me with the songs he'd never heard of and nor did he want to
(It could've been you)
Had no flame, and I tried to blame the perfume
Left on his counter, and if I'd have found her, would it have been true?
Left on his counter, and if I'd have found her, could it have been true?
If you weren't a liar and I'd have been kinder, it could've it have been you yeah