June Is Getting Old

One senior year, then you said it was over One souvenir, gonna need some more closure than this What did I miss? Put my hand on a stone, and I left it to long A blister will grow and a heart's gonna do what it wants One more memory, one less thing to mourn If fall was laughing, then June is getting old Kiss on your neck while you pick me to pieces You're leaving next week, you've got people to please, well I don't Changed your name on my phone You take what you want, I can't give anymore You take what you want, took the best half of me to your dorm Time is passing and all I do is remember Life keeps happening and while I try to forget ya One more memory, one less thing to hold If fall was laughing, then June is getting old