The pretty-haired girl in the cardigan
Oh, I hope you don't mind if I try hard again
To get you back to where we've been
Ever since in the car I've been
Ever since in the car I've been
Cursing every street sign for Hollister Avenue
Closing my eyes for yellow bugs and every Chevy Malibu
And I am sick of driving by 810 Fulton every night
Just another stupid place that puts you right back in my mind
And that's alright

And even if this city taunts me all my life
At least I know that I still tried
Just keep telling myself this was not, not, not, not quite right
But I beg to differ
And every single time I'm with her
I swear that I could perfectly fit her
And I swear there is something in her
And it ties us and connects us
Through all these backyards and their fences
And I just hope it didn't snap underneath me and all this tension

I'm done eating sriracha and ordering Chinese food
'Cause those are just two more stupid things
That remind me how much I need you
And I'm done at the meanwhile and I am done at the thrift store
'Cause those are two more stupid things
That remind me what I miss more than anything
And you know me, girl, and you know I've lost many things
But none of them thus far has ever felt so close
To losing everything