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A prim, proper boy with a big family
And you live in a small city
And maybe that's why you aren't so nice to me
There's too many parts of the world you haven't seen

Took you back to my room every night that summer
Is it a bedroom if there is no slumber?
You're calm, and collected, and pulled me under
I was gasping for breath with lungs filled with water

And I hope you ended up tattooing my name on your shoulder
The left one that brings you down those hands and those piano fingers
They've been far and they've been here and they've been pointed at my face
Why are you the one who's shaking? I'm the one losing my grace

I knew too much about you to let me go
But I am scared in my own home
And no one would know this is about you
'Cause you look the same as they all do, they do

I went back to my room every day that summer
And it smelled like you and I was outnumbered
Your words in my head are lightning and thunder
I was gasping for breath with lungs with water
SoI hope you ended up tattooing my name on your shoulder
The left one that brings you down those hands and those piano fingers
They've been far and they've been here and they've been pointed at my face
Why are you the one who's shaking? I'm the one losing my grace

The trains go by and 12 am reliably
I will sit and wait here, comfortably
For you to come crawling back to me
As I knew you would
Not that you should

I hope you got my name tattooed
I hope you got my name tattooed
I hope you got my name tattooed
I hope you got my name tattooed
I hope you got my name tattooed
I hope, piano fingers, oh

The trains go by
And boys, they cry
But boys, the lie
When they're lying next to you
My reputation got him so blue

Oh, genuinely
I hope I'm on you like you're on me
Genuinely (Back from the dead)
Genuinely
I guess he'll just have to cry about it