Pockets

Lyrics

I went out trying to rewind Lighten up, take back time Hearing your words, I feel terrible for hurting you When we were young and we were pure You're hoping that if there is a god That they don't search your pockets at Heaven's gate And find your vices that drove us apart When we were young and I was pure And I was trusting you the way I'd never been able before I hope you're happy and you're feeling loved During all of these transitions I hope you know that I feel terrible for hurting you When I was learning how to feel