Amanda, how many songs do I have to write
Before you call me up and say,
"Hey, was that one about me?
Maybe you'd like to talk,
Or maybe you'd like to watch me paint my fingernails
On the goodwill couch, tiny turquoise elephants,
Put that cigarette out"
But I haven't seen the Hudson in a while
And your apartment always had the best view
And how'd you get your guitar to sound like that?
Like the fake metal frets are caught
Through the crap that everyone's singing about these days?
If you need me, I'll be on the fire escape
But you won't, and I do
Do you remember Halloween?
Eating candy on your stoop?
Kevin's friend said he thought I was cute
And you did, too
But I haven't seen the Hudson in a while
And your apartment always had the best view
And I woke up wet,
My salt water breath would taste good on your legs
And the Amtrak lines split and divide
They are taking me away
And the Amtrak lines split and divide
They are taking me away
And the Amtrak lines split and divide
They are taking me away