recent memory

Daya

I m not someone who is kind to my feelings just so you know
It s hard to tell you how much I think about you
Easy to let you go
I m holding onto the taste of your lips
It s killing me slow
I want it over and over again
Want you to get out of my head and me out my clothes

I want you to be
More than a recent memory
I want you to be
More than a recent memory
I want you to be
More than a moment in history
I want you to be
More than a recent memory

I picture you on a dark night, flashes of red and gold
Your hands on my body
We re so high dancing in clouds of smoke
Wish I could tell you to stay
Yeah pull me in and hold me close
But I live it over and over again
And every memory ends with me on my own

I want you to be
More than a recent memory
I want you to be
More than a recent memory
I want you to be
More than a moment in history
I want you to be
More than a recent memory
I want you to be
A recent memory
I want you to be
A recent memory