Westgate

She left him in the sunshine, her short blonde hair
He's laying in his bed 'cause he definitely cares
That she's gone, she's gone for a long last time
The time they spent together was way to fine
But she's walking alone, she's walking along the concrete
He feels the beat in his heart, she feels it in her feet

'Cause I can't text ya and I cant call ya
But I can think about you
And I can't kiss ya and I can't fuck ya
But I can think about you

I can't text ya and I can't touch ya
But I think about you
And I can't call ya and I can't fuck ya
But I can think about you

So I'm walking to the Westgate
Walking to the Westgate
Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate
Walking to the Westgate

Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate
Walking to the Westgate
Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate
Walking to the Westgate

And he feels the breeze in his long brown hair
There's nothing in his heart and there's nothing in his hands
And the breeze it feels so good on his hot skin
'Cause the things that they did and the places that they saw
He met your mum and your dad, he never got bored
When he was waiting for you to finish work

'Cause I can't text ya and I cant call ya
But I can think about you
And I can't kiss ya and I can't fuck ya
But I can think about you

'Cause I'm walking to the Westgate
Walking to the Westgate
Yeah, I'm walking to the Westgate
Walking to the Westgate