She hates the early mornings
But loves the smell of coffee in the air
She'll tell you a story with faces and voices
But can loose the point somewhere along the way
She makes the whole room laugh
With a straight face and a bottle in her hand
Reads you the poems of Neruda and Cummings
Like they're her own
There's a ring you never gave her
You knew you'd never keep her with a cage
And it's nights like this
When words of her linger in your mind
And every choice you made
How you let her walk away
Memories of the last night
All the firsts she gave you
Feelings you only felt for her
The beaches of California, the streets of New York City
Everywhere you've held her hand
You tasted her lips on a train out of nowhere
(Ended up/got) lost in the hills of another country
You chased her through a park in Northeast Oklahoma (just after noon)
(Got) hidden away in a bed made of sheets (just after noon/in her apartment)
All her dreams she told you
With an accent she whispered in your ear
And you've known since you first saw her
You'll always remember finding that face
And it's nights like this
When words of her linger in your mind
And every choice you made
How you let her walk away
All the first she gave you
The memories of the last night
Feelings you only felt for her
You were her protector at midnight
When the (demons/nightmares) dragged her down
Her faith in her own doubt
Chased away (one) too many chances
(Sometimes) she'd talk to you through sunrise, (just) to avoid (the pain of) waking up
She never let it go, a past that broke her soul
And all the scars she wears (are/)became the evidence of (her) survival
You're of the few to see her something beyond skin deep
She packaged herself in ribbon and lace
And it's nights like this
When words of her linger in your mind
And every choice you made
How you let her walk away
All the first she gave you
The memories of the last night
Feelings you only felt for her
There's days you have moved on
When silence fills your heart
How the things you chose
Finally let you go
Her last goodbye
Memories of that first kiss
Everything you still feel for her
Always for her
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