It’s that time of the month
When I pick up the phone to give you a call
Sometimes I would think it’d be better
If you didn’t answer at all
But you do so I ask about Boston and friends
Feels like we’re in Allston at Union again
That time of the month when I pick up the phone to give you a call
I wanna be close to you, I know that it’s worth it
But what am I supposed to do?
‘Cause it feels like we’re either too close
Or we're not close enough
I know that we ended it all, said goodbye ‘cause I moved away
We pushed away problems, ignored all our issues and I went to LA
But can we just agree it was stupid and dumb?
‘Cause when you talk to me it’s like I’m still the one
I know that we said that we ended it all ‘cause I moved away
I wanna be close to you, I know that it’s worth it
But what am I supposed to do?
‘Cause it feels like we’re either too close or we're not close enough
Then we hang up and it feels like a break up all over again
And I wanna tell you so I write another text I’ll never send
So I get up and go, I move on with my day
It was nice for a second like nothing's changed
Then we hang up and it feels like a break up all over again
