Walking down the streets alone Dreaming of all the ways that I could still be near you Sitting in parking lots and park benches Counting breaths between the ways I knew you And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know you said not to call you, "baby" So, I'm down on my both of my hands and knees Begging please "Can I call you my friend?" ♪ Feeling plastic, stranded on this rancid beach Feeling nasty, but I know you never meant to be mean I know it now, better than I did before I know it now, I'm smarter than I was before