Letra de Memories of the Ones We Hate the Most

We gave you all the hopes we couldn't share and a fraction of the air we held on to the strips of what was right to the fading rays of light but these rooms are full of ghosts of the memories of the ones we hate the most hell you grew up pretty easily I'm sure mary queen of arkansas it's too early for the dreaming or the stars and it's too late for the bars but these rooms are full of ghosts these rooms are full of ghosts of the memories of the ones we hate the most these rooms are full of ghosts of the pictures of the hosts these rooms are full of ghosts of the memories of the ones we hate the most