You look as good as the day I met you I forget just why I left you, I was insane Stay and play that Blink-182 song That we beat to death in Tucson, okay
I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke down car And four years, no call Now I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar And I-I-I can't stop No, I-I-I can't stop
So baby pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you can’t afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We ain’t ever getting older