Obsessing about the last relationship sucks for the latest relationship, so I wrote a song about moving on
Lyrics
I'm trying to fix this hole
with nails, boards and glue
I have tools and I have time
not much else to do
now the boat is sinking
I almost drowned and
man I'm sore
you're not my last girlfriend
anymore
I am almost committed
to growing something here
I could carve a little plot
it would be easy to clear
there's a risk I might be rescued
and lose my garden on the shore
you're not my last girlfriend
anymore
you're not my last girl
you are the one that I was hurt by and fell for
not the one whp took the keys and
slammed the door
So I'll keep the fires burning
in case someone sees the smoke
I'll say I wish I'd built a shelter
I'll say that
when I'm finally broke
Why are we always wishing
for some kind of brighter shore
or what we thought we had before
you're not my last girlfriend
anymore
