You hurt me when you left
School got out I felt I had no place
A summer spent in such a liminal space
I'm on my way
I hurt you when I left
It was drizzling off and on
Just trying to put the damage on
I'm on my way
For whom's this latest serenade
Kick off the bulkhead and row
'Cross the Shrewsbury of my soul
Of my soul
I wish I had the body of Alexander Mascari
Outside of Krauszer's with them roller coaster screams
Making amends with you in my dreams
In my dreams we're walking on the water
But we're only walking down the street
Just practicing our Bob Dylan cruelty
We got clovers and clubs on our sleeves
On our sleeves
Just trying to be someone we're not