The Good Parts

The way you turned to me in bed And the way you said, 'Can I have my spot?' Put your head against my chest Asked me to rub your neck Put on British Bake Show Or some other stupid show we'd watch My hand on your knee, in the passenger seat On the 101 driving just aimlessly The way you turned to me and said 'Going anywhere with you is okay with me' So much of us was perfect And it's always what I think about first How nice it could've been if we only lived where our love works Fossilize, my heart Tryna hold on to the good parts Memorize, you in my arms Tryna hold on to the good parts Can we separate the way it ended from the person Refuse to take to heart the things we said when we were hurtin' I still think we mostly are, the good parts The way you'd make up silly names for me I hated but you'd call me all the time The way you fell asleep beside me in a hospital recliner On the evening my appendix chose to die In any kind of crisis it's impossible I wouldn't run to you We almost prophesied it on the day we met like we already knew Fossilize, my heart Tryna hold on to the good parts Memorize, you in my arms Tryna hold on to the good parts Can we separate the way it ended from the person Refuse to take to heart the things we said when we were hurtin' I still think we mostly are, the good parts So much of us was perfect And it's always what I think about first How nice it could've been if we only lived where our love works Fossilize, my heart Tryna hold on to the good parts Memorize, you in my arms Tryna hold on to the good parts Can we separate the way it ended from the person Refuse to take to heart the things we said when we were hurtin' I still think we mostly are, the good parts --- The Good Parts - JP Saxe