You Let It Go (Kyla La Grange)

In the back of your car there's a big black mark Where I ripped the seat At the back of your head I was going red But you couldn't see In the back of my mind I was swearing blind That it wasn't me But I never could lie so I never did try And you were not pleased (If I was lonely I would hold you close to me If I was lost I would call you back to me) You let it go, & you let it go, & you let it go