Pocket Full of Receipts (wersja 2)

Verse 1

I found your name on my jacket

Folded up in a corner seam

Kinda wild how a small thing

Can unlock a whole old scene

There was gum in the glovebox

A cracked ring on the dash

I was three blocks from home

Then I fell right back

Pre-Chorus

And I said, "No, no, no"

But the proof don't care

One look, one touch

And you're already there

Chorus

Pocket full of receipts

Pocket full of receipts

You left your mark on me

Pocket full of receipts

I try to throw them away

They keep coming back to me

Pocket full of receipts

Pocket full of receipts

Verse 2

Your coffee stain on my hoodie

Your receipt from the gas

Your laugh in the hallway

Still moving like it just passed

I act like I'm over it

But I keep every trace

Funny how the little things

Know how to take your place

Pre-Chorus

And I said, "No, no, no"

But the proof don't care

One look, one touch

And you're already there

Chorus

Pocket full of receipts

Pocket full of receipts

You left your mark on me

Pocket full of receipts

I try to throw them away

They keep coming back to me

Pocket full of receipts

Pocket full of receipts

Bridge

Maybe I should empty my pockets

Maybe I should clear my mind

But every little slip of paper

Still knows your line for line

So I fold up the hurt

Like I fold up that day

Put it next to your shadow

And carry it anyway

Chorus

Pocket full of receipts

Pocket full of receipts

You left your mark on me

Pocket full of receipts

I try to throw them away

They keep coming back to me

Pocket full of receipts

Pocket full of receipts