© [2026] [Chase Stringfield/ C-String] All Rights Reserved. -August- Hey, I saw you parked outside the tavern, Looking like a memory from a summer where I use to play shows. I know it’s been three years since I called you, But the stereo was playing that song about yellow marigolds. And I’m still driving that beat-up pale green pickup, With the scratch in the door from the time we hit that fence. You’re still wearing that mood ring I bought in Georgia, Even though we both know it never made much sense. And I know, Baby, Baby, That we’re better off apart. And I know, Baby, Baby, I loved you from the start. Hey girl, slide on over into the dim of the parking lot lights, Underneath the crest of a southern August night. Pull the memories right out of the box beneath the bed, Every single "forever" that we ever could have said. I'm never ever letting go. You look good, I hate to say I missed you, In this town where everybody knows your name and mine. I moved away to find a brand new beginning, But I ended up just staring at the same red skyline. I’m still reading the letters we wrote together, Back when we were young and and didn't even have a map. Now I’m standing here, leaning into the doorway, Falling right back into the middle of the trap. And I know, Baby, Baby, That we’re better off apart. And I know, Baby, Baby, I loved you from the start. Hey girl, slide on over into the dim of the parking lot lights, Underneath the crest of a southern August night. Pull the memories right out of the box beneath the bed, Every single "forever" that we ever could have said. I'm never ever letting go. No, I'm never ever letting go. No, I'm never ever letting go. I'm never ever letting go! Hey girl, slide on over into the dim of the parking lot lights, Underneath the crest of a southern August night. Pull the memories right out of the box beneath the bed, Every single "forever" that we ever could have said. I'm never ever letting go. I'm never ever letting go.. No, I'm never ever letting go..
