You said it for the first time
Walking in Nashville on a Tuesday night
November, the cool breeze
Grabbed my waist and smiled at me
You looked into my eyes
And fed me such pretty lies
But it doesn’t matter anymore
Our dreams are washed up on the shore
I’ll keep my IUD
And you will keep on lying to me
We’re too broke to have a dog
Somehow we talk about growing old
The world that you built me
I wanted so bad to believe
And I did
For a little bit
I miss the normal things you made me wanna do
Cooking breakfast, making up with you
But it doesn’t matter anymore
Our dreams are washed up on the shore
I’ll keep my IUD
And I’ll forget the way you kissed me