Tate McRae - rubberband Written by：Tate McRae、Jacob Kasher、Andrew Goldstein、Natalie Solomon、Victoria Zaro Composed by：Tate McRae、Jacob Kasher、Andrew Goldstein、Natalie Solomon、Victoria Zaro Was it a wasted couple months Sneaking outta the window spending nights in limbo Was that all there was for us Midnight driving running through highland Does it make me the criminal That I let you go That I broke us and left I hate that I never know Why you're still so caught up in my head I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready can I be honest Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm trying to forget I know that I have never been good at this Love you in a second next you know I'm checking out Of moments I shouldn't miss Now I'm looking through the photos wishing I was different And I got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready can I be honest Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget Trying to forget
[id:$00000000] [ar:Tate McRae] [ti:rubberband] [by:hi] [hash:5496e22a2b9f789fe11d655c2a257dec] [al:(null)] [sign:] [qq:] [total:147748000] [offset:0] [00:00.26]Tate McRae - rubberband [00:00.68]Written by：Tate McRae、Jacob Kasher、Andrew Goldstein、Natalie Solomon、Victoria Zaro [00:01.36]Composed by：Tate McRae、Jacob Kasher、Andrew Goldstein、Natalie Solomon、Victoria Zaro [00:05.79]Was it a wasted couple months [00:09.08]Sneaking outta the window spending nights in limbo [00:12.20]Was that all there was for us [00:14.93]Midnight driving running through highland [00:17.95]Does it make me the criminal [00:21.52]That I let you go [00:23.05]That I broke us and left [00:24.59]I hate that I never know [00:27.60]Why you're still so caught up in my head [00:30.27]I know you wanted a promise [00:33.38]I wasn't ready can I be honest [00:37.31]Never knew what I had until I lost it [00:43.15]And I got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist [00:46.30]And I snap it every time that I think about your lips [00:49.79]Got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist [00:52.50]Almost break it every time when I'm trying to forget [00:55.44]I know that I have never been good at this [00:58.22]Love you in a second next you know I'm checking out [01:01.74]Of moments I shouldn't miss [01:04.21]Now I'm looking through the photos wishing I was different [01:07.94]And I got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist [01:11.10]And I snap it every time that I think about your lips [01:14.54]Got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist [01:17.32]Almost break it every time when I'm trying to forget [01:23.01]Trying to forget [01:24.56]Trying to forget [01:26.01]Trying to forget [01:27.42]Trying to forget [01:29.11]Trying to forget [01:30.69]Trying to forget [01:32.12]I know you wanted a promise [01:35.29]I wasn't ready can I be honest [01:39.27]Never knew what I had until I lost it [01:45.16]And I got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist [01:48.26]And I snap it every time that I think about your lips [01:51.64]Got this rubberband on my wrist on my wrist [01:54.49]Almost break it every time when I'm trying to forget [02:00.18]Trying to forget [02:01.61]Trying to forget [02:03.16]Trying to forget [02:04.66]Trying to forget [02:06.09]Trying to forget [02:07.56]Trying to forget [02:12.59]Trying to forget [02:14.23]Trying to forget [02:15.56]Trying to forget [02:17.05]Trying to forget