Magic Gone

And I swear to God If you touch me one more time You know the spot Between my hairline and my spine And I swear to God If you give a compliment I'll take this shot and hope I forget That I don't even know where you're at And I can't remember the last time I held you And I don't even know where you're at And I can't remember the last time I Pulled off the table cloth And every dish just stayed in place The magic gone And that solemn look upon your face That says, "we're finally growing up." And I don't even know where you're at And I can't remember the last time I held you And I don't even know where you're at And I can't remember the last time I held you And I don't even know where you're at And I can't remember the last time I held you And I don't even know where you're at And I can't remember the last time I Pulled off the table cloth And every dish just stayed in place The magic gone And that solemn look upon your face That says, "we're finally growing up."