Текст Flora Cash – 18 Dollars

I can still remember just the way you tasted
A pack of cigarettes in a basement
A pack of gum
A pack of lies

Everything that you put me through
Smelling this room brings my mind to you
I don’t mind it

All that I held for you back then is gone
No I won’t even be
I’m just gonna leave
All that you told me was true, all is wrong
Now I just don’t care, what you declare

I can still get out just thinking about us wasted
18 dollars for a case kid
That’s all we had, it’s all we knew
I can still see how you looked when you were grieving
A pair of silhouettes like we’re leaving
A parachute, the shitty news

Everything that you put me through
Smelling this room brings my mind to you
I don’t mind it

All that I held for you back then is gone
No I won’t even be
I’m just gonna leave (I’m just gonna leave)
All that you told me was true, all is wrong
Now I just don’t care, what you declare (what you declare)

(I don’t wanna like ya…)

All that I held for you back then is gone
No I won’t even be
I’m just gonna leave (I’m just gonna leave)
All that you told me was true, all is wrong
Now I just don’t care, what you declare (I don’t care…)