Thoughtful, like we were
Not gonna be afraid to talk to you anymore
I'll pretend we're still friends
Because I need something to think about
Mourn a version of me to avoid the one I am
The one I got to be wasn't a girl's girl
What is a girl's girl? I'm just a person man
You don't have to worry bout me, I'm still on Facebook
Indulging a world that no longer exists
Hosting a ghost, thinking the most
I swear it's just a peek, just a step
Nails are clean, hair is wet
Thoughtless, like I was
What a violation to mention you so long later
Sitting at traffic lights, wishing that I was on drugs
What more could a twenty six year old even say
To the kids on the couch who're supposed to be grown
We were kids who guessed how to exist on our own
I couldn't tell you the ethics behind my guilt
Well, I'm dredging it up and I'm pulling it down now
Traffic lights remind me you were real
I cleanly buried my version of you in this town
I cleanly buried my version of you in this town
I cleanly buried my version of you in this town