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