It’s a simple sadness
Cuz I know that your pride has seen much better days
And you and I collapse
There was snow on your face
And you misunderstand me
Cuz my eyes weren’t asking yours for anymore of your heart
But you overcompensate
And you and I grow apart
But when summer’s feeling wrong
Your face is hot, the subway takes too long to come
Spend one last night with me
And in a month I’ll be gone
If you are weary here’s my shoulder on loan
Reach into my pocket, there’s a bus ticket home
And if that’s still not enough for you, well I don’t know
Cuz I’ve spent the last few months wishing you would call
So take what you need
Cuz it’s all that I have
Goodbye, old friend, guess I’ll be seeing you around