Sitting out on the back steps
You let out a big breath
With lingering smoke from your last cigarette
I know, I know, I know, I know that was a few months ago
I remember it was warm then, now it's cold
I watch the weather on TV
I watch the green on the screen cover up this stupid fucking city
And now it's like you won't believe
All the things I want and need
Just seems so fucking out of reach for me
Sitting out on the back porch
We talked for hours, you don't smoke no more
And then I never felt closer to anyone before
Now I know, I know, I know that was many years ago
We were so young then; now we're old
I watch the weather on TV
I watch the green on the screen cover up this stupid fucking city
And now it's like you can't believe
All the things I want and need
It just seems so fucking out of reach for me
It seems so fucking out of reach for me
Seems so fucking out of reach for me
For me, for me
Seems so fucking out of reach for me
For me, for me
Seems so fucking out of reach for me
