Meg Ryan

You said I love you twice by accident

I didn’t say it back but I was getting close to it

I think part of me wanted to be your Tom Hanks for the summer

Guess I’m sleepless in Cleveland, ‘fraid my friends think I’m a bummer

My favorite song came on when you went down on me

Hitting skip for a bit, I’ll be back hopefully

Tell my own fortunes until I have time for nothing else

Till my brain feels like a ravioli and

my days are spent smoking weed on the couch

Does anybody feel they’re bad at processing

Over-synthesize every feeling

Wake up, feel like a million bucks and pour myself a cup

I’ll need it to derail myself, rewrite it until my hearts belly-up

It’s all just growing pains

They say they’re growing pains

Well I ain’t seeing no gains

Part of me wants to be your Tom Hanks for the summer

Think I wanted to be your Tom Hanks for the summer

Really wish I could be your Tom Hanks for the summer

Guess I’m not gonna be your Tom Hanks for the summer