I looked over the garden wall past
A whole circus of cellphone calls
To where you found me
Run weary and out of practice
High strung in a basement bar
You came out with us
I still remember the clothes you wore
And your southern gaze
Your eyes so slow but you know
I don’t even care
I don’t wanna know
If I’m here you’re there
And I miss you so
I admit
I double back when I told you
“I don’t write love songs”
I can hear your accent and darling it kills me
That our time is all gone
I still remember the walk we took
And the bouquet on the subway platform
But I don’t even care
I don’t wanna know
How you changed your hair
Where this letter goes
I don’t even care
I don’t wanna know
I can’t stand the part of letting go
Lalalalaaaaa
(x4)
