Underneath the February rain
We cried and told each other everything
We were stupid, we were young, we were so blasé
And no one's ever looked at me that way

If I could've seen it all when you first walked in
Could've read the last page first
If I would've known just how

Sure is hard to remember
Life before you walked in the picture
I was a sad Mona Lisa with a crooked frame
Standing on my platform, waiting for my train

I was messed up, wondering, broke down, stumbling
Running for my life
Was heartbroke, hard up, a long string of bad lu

I've been awake all morning
Think I'll just stay in bed
Listening to your snoring
Don't wanna wake you yet

Well I kiss you on the cheek and you smile
Before you open your eyes
Then you look at me and say hey

If trouble's are waiting
They can keep on waiting

Pop the cork on yesterday's wine
'Cause I don't feel like going out tonight
Let's spin a couple of forty-fives
And order some Chinese takeout

Do the dishes and turn down the lights
Watch West Side Story for the eighteenth time
I couldn't think of a better way to spend m

Your lies are cheaper than the wine
That we were drinkin' on the night we lost it all
Wish I could look you in the eye
Instead of lookin' at the same four empty walls

Tried to write it all down but it doesn't help
Seein' the truth spilled out only makes it worse
Try to

Every time that I smoke cigarettes
The taste of the smoke rolling off my lips
Reminds me of how you beg me to quit
And I still haven't quit
Every time that I order my coffee black
Your memory keeps coming back
In a double tall Breve latte, two pumps classic

I think

You said underneath your breath
That you didn't really know
Didn't really know if this is worthy
And I said it's cruel that I feel bad
That if I could I promise that I'd take it all back
You love is a fire
And I need the burn, need the burn
I know I'm a lie
And I

Every time I look at you
Have to do a double take
'Cause you're a kaleidoscope
Of kristofferson, bob dylan and john wayne
Been swallowed by suburbia
It's got nothing left to give and I
Think that we both know
This isn't how we wanna live, oh no

And I've been dre

It's a white picket fence, it's a man on the Moon
It's a champagne in Paris, it's a beach town in June
What's it gonna hurt?
Ain't the stars there for wishing?
And I don't think you're crazy
I'm right here and I'm listening

Yeah, I know that it ain't been easy
Ain't

We were wine stains on white sheets
Stumbling through the city streets
And I wasn't afraid, to be honest
It was smoke rings on the streetlights
First time we were getting high
And the sky was falling down around us

I thought I knew myself before I met you
I didn't w

You've already put me under your spell
And you can't tell my heart is on fire, my head is unwell
Not knowing when I will see you again
And it's burning me down
The taste of your lips is like the Sun on my skin
I soak it all up and breathe it all in
And the thought of me w

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but

Don't wanna talk about it anymore, baby
Just say you love me and I'll shut the hell up
Let's burn it out until the smoke is all faded
Cure it all with a touch, yeah
I swear to Jesus, you can set me on fire
And you still want me when I'm a little bit mean
You make me crazy

Shared a cigarette from a balcony in Mexico
With the red sunset dripping down in the sea
I drank up all the wine
That I could find in downtown Rome
I stumbled out feeling taller than the Sistine

Yeah, I've tried, tried, tried
To find a similar high
But nothing ever

Sometimes I get a little too high
Got my mind going places it ain't wanna go
Sometimes I get a little too low
And I can't see myself through the fire and smoke

And you, like a neon light
Shining through a door that I can't keep closed
And you, like a rolling stone
A

This ain't a twenty minute town no more
It don't look the same
Red lights, bars, streets, too much concrete
I don't recognize a thing

Ain't a twenty minute call no more
No, you don't call me at all
Outside, a rain falls, curtains half drawn
I'm here, talking to the

This ain't a twenty minute town no more
It don't look the same
Red lights, bars, streets, too much concrete
I don't recognize a thing
Ain't a twenty minute call no more
No, you don't call me at all
Outside, a rain falls, curtains half drawn
I'm here, talking to the wa

Louis Armstrong on the radio
White wine buzz and away we go
Starry night, out my window
Looks like Van Gogh painted it himself

In the morning I'll be gone
So, if you're wondering why I'm holding on
A little tighter than I usually do
It's 'cause I don't like the worl

I pour the wine, but every time, I don't feel better
You skip in my mind like a scratched line spinnin' on a record
I've been told that I won't stay broken forever
But I'm still waiting, breaking down each day
I hate it

I don't wanna love you anymore
No, I don't wanna l