French Fries - Alaska Reid/Max Hershenow

Composed by：Alaska Reid/Max Hershenow

Produced by：A.G. Cook

We were laughing in the booth

We got a little drunk

We were sharing cold French fries

You were talking 'bout your dreams

And creepy memories and bleeding through your Levi's

Oh I won't judge you

I won't judge you you can cry

Oh but I judge you for all the missing times

Let's go out

Forget for a second that we've grown apart now

But I can't understand why you give up

On yourself but not on him

We were sixteen years old

Started taking birth control

We were swerving for deer in the road

You never told me certain secrets

If you hide it you would keep it

I was younger but now I know

Oh I won't judge you

I won't judge you you can cry

Oh but I judge you for all the missing times

Let's go out

Forget for a second that we've grown apart now

But I can't understand why you give up

On yourself but not on him

Thought you would make it out make it out

But the years come down and disappear like snow on the ground

Let's go out

Forget for a second that we've grown apart now

'Cause I can't understand why you give up

On yourself but not on him

Let's go out

Forget for a second that you're trapped in a glass

And swallowed by this town