Guessing at Animals

The night I met her I was feeling kind of rough It was the first week of January But it felt a bit like May She had moved down from Montreal Just the night before And it felt like As if she As if she might have been to blame For the aching Behind my For the aching Behind my eyes And she drew lines on my hand Black ink over veins We played tic tac toe on the subway She put a circle in the corner Right across my knuckle bone I put an X in the center Then I went home alone (I put a circle in the corner Right across your knuckle bone You put an X in the center Then you went home alone) This is the first song Not about you Since the night with far too many songs This is the first song Not about you But it's still for you cuz I am still a fool This is the first song Not about you Since the night we shivered on the corner This is the first song Not about you It's like raccoons in the chimney (Hey Benny boy are you ready?) (I'm not sure, not just yet. Can this go on a little more?)