It was so cold, I couldn’t feel my hands, my feet, or my heart, So I just accepted that they’d never warm up. Your ex and next and friends and I, All packed into a car, Hurtling 50,000 miles a second,
And I asked her what keeps her going, “Well my friends and I…, I guess you too.”
And all my friends are making deals with the devil so that they can look cool, and I’m sorry to hear about your dad, And I guess that’s really, I mean, it’s fucked up man
And I’m sorry to hear about your ex-boyfriends and all the things they’re taking from you, And all the things they took from you
(Everyone who's broken is breaking up, And everyone who's in love is getting fucked)
And with the kindest eyes I’ve ever seen she proceeded to love me, And the only thing I could think to say was “Why don’t you find a good man?” And the only thing I could think to think was “man you just screwed that up”
“I’ve already found you, and you make me happy, I’ve already found you, and you make me happy”