The city is pretty when it’s dead, just like a flooowweeerrrr
What color’s the CN Tooowwerr? It’s red tonight
Just like the text I sent you from the bed tonight
I love that feeling when you talk stuff out with someone and you both become aware that neither of you were wrong. You just saw the scenario differently. Talking really should be about seeing things from both perspectives, rather than the need to be right.