Room Full of Boxes

Knew you one from the first time I laid my eyes on yours
You and me loving all night on the bathroom floor
I know, I know this is forever, yeah
Real time, stop crying over different points of view
I love you, don’t wanna hate you, I swear now I do
We thought we’d always have forever, mmm
Now all I’ve got is a room full of boxes
With all of your things and old memories of
Dancing on tables when we met in April
They say
They say what goes up must come down
They say what goes up must come down
I hate that it’s all coming down
Late night calls, running through your phone, shoulda left it unread
Feel stupid now, shoulda known that it would end up like this
I try to keep my shit together
Oh, you’re a fucking liar but so am I so I’m crying in this room
It’s like a funeral tryna pack this case with all the pieces of me and you
We don’t, we don’t deserve each other, no
Now all I’ve got is a room full of boxes
With all of your things and old memories of
Dancing on tables when we met in April
They say
They say what goes up must come down
They say what goes up must come down
I hate that it’s all coming down, down, down
Hate that it’s all falling down, down, down
Now all I’ve got is a room full of boxes
With all of your things and old memories