Monday night, at Delilah's,
Dollar beers, punk rock nostalgia,
I'm hopeless romantic touched by your presence
While closing the bar
Tuesday mornings, broke and hung over,
Still thoughts of you that always linger,
It's been a long time without a smile,
Making it worth all the while
Do you remember pretending to be dead,
Lying in the middle of the street,
Listening for cars while looking up at the sky,
In a ghost town meant for me and you,
To act like a couple fools,
Clearly making up our own rules
As we go along, as we go along
Oh I know where I belong,
With you, how it could it be wrong?
But before I even finish this song,
You're already gone,
I wonder where this place will end,
So obvious we're more than friends,
I'd take you with me to the end,
But you're already gone
Remember that strip in St. Louis,
The stars etched in the sidewalk beneath us,
Kept dreaming of taking your hand down that street forever,
Through vinyl and vintage clothing shop,
Used bins of our favorite power pop,
And I didn't even want to stop,
But I had to drive home, such a long way home
Oh I know where I belong,
With you, how could it be wrong?
But before I even finish this song
You're already gone,
Wishing I could share my love,
But it's something that you're afraid of,
But you're already gone