I walked out to your car
Made sure I had my wallet, keys, and phone in pocket
Then I got inside
If I had known how long
Before I'd be alone again
I would've said I didn't have the funds to spend
It was exactly what I wanted
It was precisely what you didn't want
But I deem myself a traveler.
Writer(s): Michael Daly, Eric Matthew Cannata, Francois Paul Comtois, Sameer Gadhia, Jacob John Tilley, Payam Reza Doostzadeh
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