she'd come home on the weekends i'd spend more money than I had she'd call me on the week nights when she was sad guess i knew what to say
we forgot our friends we forgot our age we'd talk real big I'd swear to god that I was saved
I never wanted to marry we'd make honeymoon plans
now she's taking trains to Seattle I'm driving fast on the 215 we both said things, she fucked me up I'd never gotten so goddamn mean but next time I say I love you I'll be careful who it's to I'm not mad, we were over our heads we've got some growing up to do
we'd talk til there were no words I'd fall asleep on the phone I'd count the days, I'd chain smoke til she was coming home to lay with me, it got a little bit crazy. I got a little bit crazy.
It got a little scary she got a little scared
It's hard to say I don't know if I mean it but I hope you're happy hope you're doing well. It's hard to say but I have to say it. I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy