I’m so glad you made time to see me.
How’s life? Tell me how’s your family
I haven’t seen them in a while.
You’ve been good, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
’cause the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, ‘I’m sorry for that night’,
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you.
Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I go back to December all the time.
These days I haven’t been sleeping
Staying up playing back myself leavin’
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