I used to ride around town with the windows down
40 minute commute from work to my house
And the house was a room in Toluca Hills
And the work was unpaid but I did it still
And I'd play all of the songs that you sent to me
Even picture you sitting in the passenger seat
Looking back on it now, what a sad sad mix
Phoebe and Elliott
All day, all night
I kept you on my mind
I tried, I tried
To be the kind of cool you like
And it's sad but it's true
I think I outgrew you
I don't fit in your world like I used to
I got the Fender Stratocaster that we talked about
Would've sent you a picture but we don't talk now
And I've long since moved from Toluca Hills
You've never seen this room and probably never will
And I listen to the songs that I've always liked
But was a little too afraid to admit it and I
Can't help but shudder when I reminisce
On who I was back then
All day, all night
I kept you on my mind
I tried, I tried
To be the kind of cool you like
And it's sad but it's true
I think I outgrew you
I don't fit in your world like I used to