If I could learn to fly

I'd take a trip to your house tonight

I'd see you turn out the light, stuck on the outside

Over the boulevard

I guess old habits die kinda hard

But something about the dark makes me wonder

What's it like for you, there with someone new?

Do they like the view I used to have?

What's it like for you, there with someone new?

Do they like the view I used to have?

Remember you used to say

You'd make it to me, even if it takes

Two nights and twenty states, counting the headlights

I'm nervous about your heart

I guess old habits die kinda hard

But something about the dark makes me wonder

What's it like for you, there with someone new?

Do they like the view I used to have?

What's it like for you, there with someone new?

Do they like the view I used to have?