Underneath the cherry trees
Listening to Tangled Up in Blue
Do you like it in DC?
What’s with all the airplanes speeding through?

Though I hoped that in this city we might grow
It’s my fault that now I’m on my own

I swore it wouldn’t happen this time
But every single rose is the thorn in my side
And I swore it wouldn’t turn this way around
But I burn every bridge just to watch myself drown

The only thing harder than being alone is seeing you with him
And the only thing sadder than what never was is could have been
We could have been something
We could have been

Imagining the days we’d spend
Ambling through modern art museums
Maybe we would catch a show
When we’ve seen enough old Europeans

But oh I knew that any day you’d cut it clean
‘Cause it’s true, that you’re too good for me

I swore it wouldn’t happen this time
But every single rose is the thorn in my side
And I swore it wouldn’t turn this way around
But I build it all up, just to let myself down

The only thing harder than being alone is seeing you with him
And the only thing sadder than what never was is could have been
We could have been
We could have been
Hey, we could have been something
We could have been