歌词
You've got lunch with your sister tomorrow
So we can't be up late
You don't mind if I sleep in
But then I've gotta pack my things
So I stacked a Bukowski novel
On a Blacklisted LP
And this time what it looked like
Was just what it proved to be
You said you needed a stiff drink
To take your mind off things
Hey Jess
I woke up older carrying
Two years in the bags under my eyes
Hey Jess
I watched you wake up and get dressed
You left the room, receded like my hairline
I've been avoiding Rittenhouse like the plague
Because I just can't handle seeing you today
You made this house into a home
Now, I'm a stranger on my street
And as I turned to leave
I caught myself in the mirror to see
I aged a year this week
I left a note up on your bed
That said hey, thanks again
For everything you did
Hey Jess
I woke up older
Carrying two years in the bags under my eyes
Hey Jess
I watched you wake up and get dressed
You left the room, receded like my hairline
When John introduced, "woke up new"
In St. Augustine, I knew
I wasn't alone
When I woke up here without you
There was nothing to do but pack up and go home...
Hey Jess
I woke up older
Carrying two years in the bags under my eyes
Hey Jess
I woke up older
Carrying two years in the bags under my eyes
Hey Jess
I watched you wake up and get dressed
You left the room receded like my hairline
(You left the room receded like my hairline)
You left the room receded like my hairline
