I drove from New York
To the suburb where you were all the time
I parked in your driveway
Where you and all your friends used to get high
Oh it's all coming back
When you said I had to clean up my act
And on holidays
Wish I had stayed
But you were feeling like we got too attached
Waking up at dawn
A slight headache from hypnotics that I'm on
And I am wasting you
I am wasted youth
I don't know why I called you last night
I don't know why I called you last night
I don't know why I called you last night
I don't know why I called you last night
Drove down Route 9
To the house where we felt safe all the time
I slept in that driveway
Where we did what we could just to get by
And now it's all coming back
I said "look you better clean up your act"
And on New Years' Eve
You stood beside me and you said you don't know if you could go back
Waking up at dawn
A slight headache from hypnotics that I'm on
And I am wasting you
I am wasted youth
I don't know why I called you last night
I don't know why I called you last night
I don't know why I called you last night
I don't know why I called you last night