Summer after high school, when we first met We'd 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 Talked about our future like we had a clue Never 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

I was June, and you were my Johnny Cash Never one without the other, we made a pact Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on, woah Someone said you had your tattoo removed Saw you downtown, singing the blues It's time to face the music, I'm no longer your muse