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The glove compartment, is nt accurately named,
And everybody knows it.
So I m proposing, a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there s nothing to keep my fingers warm,
And all I find, are souvenirs from better times.
Before the gleam, of your taillights fading east,
To find, yourself a better life.
I was searching, for some legal document,
As the rain beat down on the hood.
When I stumbled upon, pictures I tried to forgeeeeeet,
And that s how this idea, was drilled into my head.
Cause it s too important, to stay the way it s been.
There s no blame, for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it s gone, it s like it wasn t there at all.
And here I rest, where disappointment and regret,
collide
Lying awake at night.