Brandon Setta - November Birthday lyrics

You told me once you love me so much That no matter what I did, you could forgive All this advice from all my friends Can't get me back into your twin bed Where more(?) and Morrisey watched us perfectly fall asleep I'd wake up, see my stuff on the floor Now in white garbage bags in the corridor of your Fairmount apartment I believe you're perfect for me I could be perfect for you too If you'd let me be 21st, and Christian Two long miles from my doorstep Your tired head is two miles too far from my chest I wish you were reading this On a post it note on your double stacked pillows On the perfectly made bed After a long day at the host-end(?) I bet you'd smile and tell me to come back to Green St 'Cause you missed me I miss you too I miss you too