The first time we kissed had me feeling ecstatic

Like Dix and Laurel in the first half of In A Lonely Place

The first time we kissed was so cinematic

I had a room on Huntingdon

We didn’t leave except for coffee

From my tiny room in Kensington

Is that normal for you?

The first time we argued felt like pulling a lever

You cried and said “I love you a lot, sometimes.”

Well, sometimes is better than never

I heard you moved again, this time to the Midwest

There’s nice people there, there’s nice people everywhere

I heard you moved again, let me guess, you were feeling restless