My friend Sally's getting married
And to me that sounds so scary
I'm still tryin' to clean up my side of the street
Can't imagine what would happen
'Cause I'm still acting out of habit
Hoping dirty words just don't escape my teeth

Oh, but every time I try just a little
Promise that I'll meet in the middle
Always find my way back to my feet

So close the door and change the channel
Give me something I can handle
A good lover or someone that's nice to me
Take my money, wreck my Sundays
Love me 'til your next somebody
Oh, but promise me that when it's time to leave
Don't forget me
Don't forget me

My friend Molly's got a guy, she
Swears to God could be her family
Says he's got the greenest eyes you've ever seen
But it's crazy all the days she spends
Just following him to parties
She seems happy, oh, but that's not love to me

Oh, but every time I try just a little
Promise that I'll meet in the middle
I always find my way back to my feet

So close the door and change the channel
Give me something I can handle
A good lover or someone who's nice to me
Take my money, wreck my Sundays
Love me 'til your next somebody
Oh, and promise me that when it's time to leave
Don't forget me
Don't forget me

And maybe I'm dead wrong
Maybe I was bitter from the winter all along
Maybe there's a stranger standing, holding out
For love, just waiting on the next street
Just for me
Oh, just for me

So close the door and change the channel
Give me something I can handle
A good lover, someone who's nice to me
Take my money, wreck my Sundays
Love me 'til your next somebody
Oh, but promise me that when it's time to leave
Oh, won't you promise me that when it's time to leave
Don't forget me
Don't forget me Writer/s: Ian Fitchuk, Maggie Rogers
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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