Guitar Center Lyrics

We sit at the piano
At guitar center
Your arms around me
Playing e major

And while you play “something”
I can’t quite remember
Why someone like you
Would ever want me

I’ve tried to make it make sense
It’s too right but I won’t ask too many questions
What if I shatter your rose colored lenses?
And you start to see through all my pretenses
I hope you never come to your senses

When I was sick
In that london hotel room
I couldn’t stop crying
I just fucking missed you

An hour from heathrow
You ran to the pilot
And asked if somehow they could
Turn it around

Whether it’s christmas in la
Or new years in tokyo
You promise forever
But, oh, how can you know?

Cause I’ve tried to make it make sense it’s
Too right but I won’t ask too many questions
What if I shatter your rose colored lenses?
And you start to see through all my pretenses
I just hope you never come to your senses

And I’ve tried to make it make sense it’s
Too right but I won’t ask too many questions
What if I hurt you, and you can’t forgive me
And I have to live without you on this piano bench with me?
And what if I scare you with my self defenses
And I have to hear your name in the past tense
I just hope you never come to your senses