For You

I’m like the bottle of coke,
at the front of the fridge.
No one wants me cuz I’m not cold enough for them,
But I’m was cold enough for you.

I’m like the odd one out in the biscuit tin,
No one likes me,
Cuz I’m either old or mouldy,
But I was fine for you.

And even though we don’t speak anymore,
I still hope you’re waiting,
Knocking at my door.

And I miss you
Yeah I miss you
I miss you
And I’m cold enough for you.

I’m like the broken string on that old guitar,
They don’t want me cuz I’ve been broken to long,
But I was fixable to you.

I’m like that one dvd in your living room,
No one picks me cuz I’m not watchable for them,
But I was watchable for you.

And even though we don’t speak anymore,
I still hope you’re waiting,
Knocking at my door.

And I miss you,
Yeah I miss you.
I miss you
Cuz I was fixable to you.

And I miss you,
yeah I miss you.
I miss you
cuz I was watchable for you.

I’m like the bottle of coke,
at the front of the fridge.
No one wants me cuz I’m not cold enough for them.
But I’m was cold enough for you.