In New Brighton, I wasn't bright an'
Walk 16th to Silver Lane
Wandering emerald park after dark even though I knew better, whatever
Back to the bench at Silver Oaks
Contemplating letting her go I'm gathering snow
It's after 3, just let it be, but what do I know?
To the train tracks and cut across, hit Foss, get lost
Now this is where the story stops
But I remember
I remember
Cutting through Hanson Park on a bike (eventually stolen)
Hit 7th Street to go and meet the homies
Then again what did I know?
All this without knowing
I'd remember
I remember
I remember everything, every snowflake that fell upon me
During the coldest winter
Every butterfly that occupied my stomach
I was a nauseous sinner sick of the self loathing
Yeah, I remember too many moments
I told myself I knew better
I remember when
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
Trying to find some balance on this ice beneath my feet
If I fell through these broken promises would f*cking make me sink
Now come to think
I remember every night
I'd find myself walking alone
Down these streets
At the bottom of everything
Losing my train of thought when I would hear her sing
Every time she asked me to stay
Knowing I had to leave
And every time I left I could barely breathe
Stopped at the tracks on the way back just so I could think, huh
Then again to the bench so I could catch my breath
Cuz pretty soon, I already knew
I'd have nothing left
Enough was said and in the end
I'd end up on this bench
Collecting all this snow
Lost in my thoughts again
Surrender my heart and soul to this cold, little did I know
I was letting go, yeah
I remember
She told me to talk to god but last time I tried calling it was so quiet
I could hear the f*cking snow falling
And I
I remember when
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better
I told myself I knew better