She was summer and lazy green, if only reliable
Cold luck, cashed out and left the scene
We met at Texaco
It was the best damn summer I ever seen
And I'm good with that
She believed in me
If this is the end of our story, at least we get out intact
Well, it always starts with stupid laugh and begging a hand to hold
Gaslit further denial of the truth that you always told
You were breaking hearts on the mezzanine
Like a laser beam
Torn at every seam
And I loved you
Oh god, fuck, I loved you
We can go out all night if we feel like dancing
I've made up my mind that it's all or nothing
We fucked on the couch at that house on the road in Ontario
I don't recall how it fell apart
And it's two, two, two in the morning
I am a ringing phone
It's too, too, too many tall ones
Just to be left alone
It's all left, left in the bar room
What's the scenario?
It's two, two, two in the morning
When are you coming home?
We can go out all night if you feel like dancing
I've made up my mind that it's all or nothing
We slept on the couch at that house on the road in Ontario
And I don't recall how it fell apart
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Well it's two, two, two in the morning
And I am the ringing phone
Had too, too, too many tall ones
Just to be left alone
If it's all left, left in the bar room
Then what's the scenario?
And it's two, two, two in the morning
When are you coming home?
Well it's two, two, two in the morning
And I am the ringing phone
Had too, too, too many tall ones
Just to be left alone
If it's all left, left in the bar room
Then what's the scenario?
And it's two, two, two in the morning
When are you coming home?
When are you coming home?
