I guess I thought it would've been a pretty good idea To almost call your phone at 3am and ask to see ya But then I started thinking it was not a good idea at all We layed under the Texas sky The stars were in our eyes We didn't have a clue Those were the best years of our lives One last kiss It was the summer right before the fall Why couldn't we have figured it all out? The kind of love that everybody dreams about We tried our best to sing along We coulda made it, we shoulda made it You introduced me to your father And he thought I was a dick You went to cullinary school But your cooking made me sick You said that John was your favorite But I was always down with Paul? I never wanted to do Yoga But I always liked the pants I should've heeded all the warnings Written on the bathroom wall Why couldn't we have figured it all out? The kind of love that everybody dreams about We tried our best to sing along We coulda made it, we shoulda made it You took the dog I was allergic to it anyway But now that you're gone So many things I wish that I could say Why couldn't we have figured it all out? The kind of love that everybody dreams about We tried our best to sing along We coulda made it, we shoulda made it