Rosie

Rosie was the girl that was in my photograph Rosie was the one that I could never have Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie... To this day I'm wondering why you never chose me Tell me, Rosie, do you remember like me? The two times that we kissed are in my memory The first time was at Kelly's by the trampoline The second time was 3 years later, basement rager Camouflaged by dozens of the songs I wrote Coming on way stronger than I'll ever know People change and that's just how the story goes Now I've got a Rosie of my very own Rosie is a memory of a simpler time Virgin boy with no filter on heart and mind There were plenty girls that made me lose my cool Slipping notes and hinting that I loved them too Juggling my hormones like a love lost clown Getting high off of all the times they let me down On and ever onward through the slip of time I am happy now but boy I miss that time Coulda been the same thing (Same thing) Oh, ain't it a damn shame (Damn shame) Coulda been the same thing (Same thing) Oh, ain't it a damn shame (Damn shame) Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie Ring around the rosie