Notes
8: Bright Eyes, Electric President
And we go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand
Yeah, we still go to dinner sometimes, but we don't sneak a kiss
When the waitress turns around
And we still watch movies, but we don't share the couch
And you even stay over, but now we stay in our clothes
I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so, so drunk
That I pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up.
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