“I want a pretty white dress and a birdcage full of doves,”
She says, “I want to see, to touch your love,”
You kiss her lips and give her what she wants…
You know it’s February, guess she couldn’t wait for June,
For white roses when they’re all in bloom,
I’ll bet you don’t mind, it’s not the first time you’ve let her do what she wants to do…
She does, she does all the wrong things right,
And breaks what I built up with love, too little, too much,
While I’m in the back row thinking things I’ll never say, like…
I’ve seen better days,
I’ve said goodbye in better ways,
Don’t you know I lie when I say I’m fine,
I thought that you’d be mine forever…
It didn’t work that way,
But you know I’d do it again ten times,
Give you every last one of my nine lives,
Disregard every piece of me you break,
Cause you’ll always be my favorite mistake…
I want to go a whole day without saying your name,
More than anything, but it’s not happening,
Somehow you’re the one who moved on…
But one of these nights while you’re falling asleep,
You’ll think of me and not know how to breathe,
You’ll call me up but I won’t let on…
That I’ve seen better days,
I’ve said goodbye in better ways,
Don’t you know I lie when I say I’m fine,
I thought that you’d be mine forever…
It didn’t work that way,
But you know I’d do it again ten times,
Give you every last one of my nine lives,
Disregard every piece of me you break,
Cause you’ll always be my favorite mistake…
My favorite mistake…
You you amaze me, I’m out of my mind,
I frozen, I’m broken and I can’t find,
The peace of mind to wash this all away…
Cause I’ve seen better days,
And I’d bet my life that you feel the same,
Yeah, I know you lie when you say you’re fine,
I thought that you'd be mine forever
You were my better days,
You know I’d do it again ten times,
Give you every last one of my nine lives,
Disregard every piece of me you break,
Cause you’ll always be my favorite mistake…
My favorite mistake,
My favorite mistake…
You'll always be my favorite mistake
My favorite mistake…
My favorite mistake...
