Crickets

Baby I'm sorry to call you so late

Oh I forget I can't call you that name

Still make those slips all of the time

Don't know when I'll get better

I think to the night that you handed me back

Records that we shared and the life that we had

You said in that condescending tone

I'll never forget you

She's in your jeans

But I don't care

You were my dream

Now my nightmare

At your sisters' wedding I gave all that I had

Your father was cold and your mother was sad

I thought to myself they were like you and I

When we last met

My love is a nail I can't pull out with plyers

The lovers I've had have been gaslighting liars

Don't know what that says about me

But I just give in

(I mean it now it's making me ill)

She's in your jeans

But I don't care

You were my dream

Now my nightmare

So call me when you break up

As you always do

I can't promise I will be back

I'm done with you

She's in your jeans

But I don't care

You were my dream

Now my nightmare

She's in your jeans

But I don't care

You were my dream

Now my nightmare