how bout the way i felt
how bout that first night
how bout the way the rain was
spilling through the headlights
how bout the way i look
am i good enough for you
maybe i drank too much
cause i see a double you
hop out the house party
onto the balcony
you said that you’d soon be leaving
with or without me
how bout another drink but
i got the last one
you were gon take me home
& we would never go back but
we were always battling
it was always happening
if you said i was sacharrine its true
& as the sky was blackening
i saw your car beckoning
running towards the reckoning with you
with you...
how bout the tall light
coming in thru the window
you said it's one night
i said i wont forget you
how bout the stage whispers
when you were telling me
that it was fun to talk
but you knew we’d never be
how bout the sweet life
with all the ones you love
how bout the way they fall
into the bitter dust
is it just one second
is that all it ever was
thought i could hold it
but we can never go back cause
we were always battling
it would get so maddening
if you said i was sacharrine its true
& as the sky was blackening
i saw your car beckoning
running towards the reckoning with you
madrona, madrona
when i tell you to come over
madrona, madrona
i wont beg you to come over
