Oh, Christina

I show you up, you can’t wear that dress
Your friends are all blocks, they’re all architects
Constructing shapes that I can’t see
Walking Dictaphones and trendy magazines

I saw you there at the Friday Show
You looked so strange in your brand new clothes
You spoke with an accent I don’t know
I guess it’s true, we all have to grow up soon

You said you had places that you needed to be
But places aren’t the same when you’re not with me

Oh, Christina
You know I don’t really wanted to leave you
Acting out scenes on the bedroom floor
You never used to act this way before
Oh, Christina
I only came around so I could see you
Try and take back what you said before
It’s not that simple, it’s not simple at all

‘So Go’, you said, and I did
You’ve got to stop talking in patterns and grids
I know, it’s true, this shouldn’t be the end
Oh, let’s just pretend

You said you had places that you needed to be
But places aren’t the same when you’re not with me

Oh, Christina
You know I don’t really wanted to leave you
Acting out scenes on the bedroom floor
You never used to act this way before
Oh, Christina
I only came around so I could see you
Try and take back what you said before
It’s not that simple, it’s not simple at all