sally

Grace Vanderwaal

Morning dew, free feet, they don t tire
A smile that doesn t cover my face, now he s a liar
Stabs me three times, still recover
The thought I try to drown out, but it breathes water
Sally, the truth is I can t remember
Who that man was in 91 of September

And the thought burns in my throat
She was right but I still want more
Nothing to miss and I m starting to think that s worse
Life was alive and my heart doesn t even feel no more
And it s soothing something I m forced to rehearse

But I had this real nice girl, her name was Sally
I wonder what she s doing, wonder if she thinks of me
Wonder if she got that job she was wanting? MM
I wonder how it d turn out, if I d done right by her
Could be living in the hills, instead of working at a diner
And I wouldn t be the man looking at me
Sally, say my name
Say my name

(uncomplete)
Memories, pain and