The way you turn to me in bed and the way you said: Can I have my spot?
Put your head against my chest, asked me to rub your neck
Put on British bake show or some other stupid show we'd watched
My hand on your knee in the passenger seat, on the 101, drivin' just aimlessly
The way you turned to me and said: Goin' anywhere with you's okay with me
So much of us was perfect and it's always what I think about first
How nice it could've been if we only lived where our love works
Fossilize my heart
Tryna hold on to the good parts
Memorize, you in my arms
Tryna hold on to the good parts
Can we separate the way it ended from the person?
Refuse to take to heart the things we said when we were hurting
I still think we mostly are, the good parts
The way you'd make up silly names for me, I hate it but you call me all the time
The way you fell asleep beside me in a hospital recliner, on the evening my appendix chose to die
In any kind of crisis, it's impossible I wouldn't run to you
We almost prophesized it on the day we met, like we already knew
Fossilize my heart
Tryna hold on to the good parts
Memorize, you in my arms
Tryna hold on to the good parts
Can we separate the way it ended from the person?
Refuse to take to heart the things we said when we were hurting
I still think we mostly are, the good parts
So much of us was perfect and it's always what I think about first
How nice it could've been if we only lived where our love works
Fossilize my heart
Tryna hold on to the good parts
Memorize, you in my arms
Tryna hold on to the good parts
Can we separate the way it ended from the person?
Refuse to take to heart the things we said when we were hurting
I still think we mostly are, the good parts
