I think it was June 2012, and the last thing that I asked you was
Which season of friends is your favourite one?
You said 8, and I said same, but you had too much on your plate
and to be fair, you thought that he was gunna be the one

Fast forward a bit it was cold in the city
and I saw you walking down the street
you stopped to chat for a minute or two
I asked how you'd been, you said great
you asked about me and I said same
but we both knew, neither one of us was telling the truth

*It was the last day of our class together
but there's no way that I'm getting off this street car 'cause
this might be the last chance I get to sit with you and chat
so I'll ride the whole way home with you this one last time

I'm still not sure what I missed, I like that tattoo on your wrist
should I have called you right away?
there was that time you texted me that summer night in 2014
and told me that you didn't have anywhere to stay

you showed up with tears in your eyes
but assured me you were fine
I poured you a drink and you laughed out loud
you told me you felt crazy
I told you don't be crazy baby
you laughed again, grabbed my hand and said
I'm all yours now

*It was the last day of our class together
but there's no way that I'm getting off this street car 'cause
this might be the last chance I get to sit with you and chat
so I'll ride the whole way home with you this one last time

I gotta focus, 'cause I don't know miss
and I gotta say I'm feeling pretty hopeless
but I'll make sure that you make it home
even if it means I can't hang up this phone
honestly its me who's heart was broke
so baby please won't you just let me know
is your boyfriend gone or did you take him back
are you wasting my time on these streetcar tracks
yea up around the bend we go
and I'm staring at you staring out the window
I wanna read you mind I wanna know your thoughts
I need to know baby if you're feelin me or not
I need to know baby if its fucking real or not
come home with me baby you can show me what you got
and when Im on the streetcar and pass your stop
I can't help but think of you

*It was the last day of our class together
but there's no way that I'm getting off this street car 'cause
this might be the last chance I get to sit with you and chat
so I'll ride the whole way home with you this one last time