Cardigan

The pretty-haired girl in the cardigan

Oh I hope you don't mind if I try hard again

To get you back to where we've been

Ever since in the car I've been

Ever since in the car I've been

Cursing every street sign for Hollister Avenue

And closing my eyes for yellow bugs and every Chevy Malibu

And I am sick of driving by 810 Fulton every night

Just another stupid place that puts you right back in my mind

And that's alright

And even if this city taunts me all my life

At least I know that I still tried

Just keep telling myself this was not not not not quite right

But I beg to differ

And every single time I'm with her

I swear that I could perfectly fit her

And I swear there is something in her

And it ties us and connects us through all these backyards and their fences

And I just hope it didn't snap underneath me and all this tension

I'm done eating sriracha and ordering Chinese food

Cus those are just two more stupid things that remind me how much I need you

And I'm done at the meanwhile and I am done at the thrift store

Cus those are two more stupid things that remind me what I miss more than anything

And you know me girl and you know I've lost many things

But none of them thus far has ever felt so close to losing everything