Your cinnamon perfume, my shaking car, and sweet Valium
In our coffee
Yeah, you're my favorite thing
I was wondering if you were ever gonna call me, or whatever
We can never talk about last summer
I can tell you have been wondering
Why I have spent all my time wondering
About what we could have been
And what's gonna happen
Though we try not to talk about the end
I still wonder what's gonna happen
I hope I found some meaning, then
Your cinnamon perfume
In the end, I still wonder what's gonna happen
Then we can pretend I am
I hope I found some meaning, then
Yeah, you're my favorite thing
In the end, I still wonder what's gonna happen
Then we can pretend I am good again
Then we can pretend I am good again