You bitch, you hypocrite
You’re kinda mean for somebody who claims not to give a shit
And you wish I’d call your bluff
But for somebody who cares, I don’t care enough
And July, I thought that I got past it
Now they’re doublin’ the prices on the winter jackets
God, I’m an idiot, well, do you miss me yet?
Or maybe I don’t even really wanna know
Clementine (Clementine)
You were mine (you were mine)
Now I sit and watch you love her
And I can’t help but wonder
Clementine
Do you remember when you were mine? (Mm)
And I hate the way that I
Try and pick her apart just to find the things you like
And I tried, but the feeling still clings
‘Cause who I am, and what I want, are two seperate things
Then you call and I feel bad
We’re having conversations we know we shouldn’t have
God, you’re an idiot, well, do you miss me yet?
Or maybe I don’t even really wanna know
Clementine (Clementine)
You were mine (you were mine)
Now I sit and watch you love her
And I hate how I wonder
Clementine
Do you remember?
On the kitchen floor, on your parents’ couch
In the parking lot, can you see me now?
Standing in the shower, rolling in your sheets
Do you remember when you couldn’t get enough of me?
On our back deck, tryna be quiet
Telling you don’t think about it, but you’re lying
In the morning, the middle of the night
It was messy, but at least it was alive
Clementine, do you remember?
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