Summer at the high school when we first met

We make out in your mustang to radiohead

And on my eighteenth birthday we got matching

Tattoos

Used to steal your parents liquor

And climb to the roof

Talk about our future like we had a clue

Ever planned that one day i'd be losing you

In another life

I would be your girl

We'd keep all our promises

Be us against the world

In another life

I would make you stay

So i don't have to say

You were the one that got away

The one that got away