Slowly creeping up on you
Ever since I left New York
I haven't been in the mood
But you're so cool
And so sweet
But this town makes me sick
All the limitations are manic depressing
I can't sleep
Can't eat
Virginia kids bring me c**e
They keep me awake so that I can play the show
But nobody goes
It's the same thing
Oh no baby it's the right time
To be stuck in a motel with a neck tie
Looking for someone but now its so clear
Nobody really loves anybody around here
Now we can hold off for a cab fare
Or we can get into the Cadillac and get there
Look it their coming so let me hold you
I want to hold you
Your cold
And shivery
We're so close to being good friends
But when the head strong women come I get rough
Tumbling sidways and into back seats
Come on lets shake the heart break lately
I really left you in a bad place
Im so sorry that I hurt you in any way
I will make it up when we get older
Now I am older and we can't talk yet
Oh no it's so cold out
I want to hold you in my arms now
I want to taste you on my bed post
I want to see you in my headlights
I was wrong
I was sad
Take it back
Cut out news prints now
Put them on
The counter top
Read them off, no ones listening now
Ever since I left New York
I haven't been in the mood
But you're so cool
And so sweet
But this town makes me sick
All the limitations are manic depressing
I can't sleep
Can't eat
Virginia kids bring me c**e
They keep me awake so that I can play the show
But nobody goes
It's the same thing
Oh no baby it's the right time
To be stuck in a motel with a neck tie
Looking for someone but now its so clear
Nobody really loves anybody around here
Now we can hold off for a cab fare
Or we can get into the Cadillac and get there
Look it their coming so let me hold you
I want to hold you
Your cold
And shivery
We're so close to being good friends
But when the head strong women come I get rough
Tumbling sidways and into back seats
Come on lets shake the heart break lately
I really left you in a bad place
Im so sorry that I hurt you in any way
I will make it up when we get older
Now I am older and we can't talk yet
Oh no it's so cold out
I want to hold you in my arms now
I want to taste you on my bed post
I want to see you in my headlights
I was wrong
I was sad
Take it back
Cut out news prints now
Put them on
The counter top
Read them off, no ones listening now