I got lost in a crowd now I'm sinking

'Cause the sight of your face left me weak

Now I'm chasing a town at the border

With my tongue stuck to my cheek

Spent an hour last night with my brother

Shoot the shit with a gun, don't be cheap

And I wonder if I could get older

But not yet just give me a week

No a month, no a beer would be nice

While I shovel the ice

Though I love how it breaks

I still hate how it takes

So much longer to thaw

Than to freeze, kill the bees

Scrape my knees

Ride my bike

Lose my keys in the dirt

Maybe everything's fixed, nothing's broken

All the doors and the lights in the hall

And I'm hoping that I could just lay here

And I'm hoping that you could just lay here

'Cause Monday I'll be leaving for an hour or two

You've got your big TV in the living room (living room)

If I talk about you, then I talk about you

But I can't, and I won't

I know everything there is to know about you

I know your favorite song from 2002 (2002)

If I talk about you, then I talk about you

But I can't, and I won't

Oooh, ooh, ooh

If I talk about you, then I talk about you

But I can't, and I won't

Oooh, ooh, ooh

If I talk about you, then I talk about you

But I can't, and I won't