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Well I sat and thought about you |
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On the long ride back to Philly |
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From the way that you'd wear your hair |
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To the way that you'd laugh when you drank too much |
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Before the plug was pulled, the fires burned out |
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And all the parties grew bored |
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You waited tables |
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I waited for your shift breaks |
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And gin and Casey |
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You'll still dance inside of me |
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And I bet I sound like a broken record |
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Every time I open my mouth |
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I want to wander around the city with you again |
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Like when you waited tables |
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And I waited for your shift breaks |
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Me and Casey |
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We used to get drunk before we did the dishes |
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Every evening |
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Me and Casey used to get high and listen to our boredom |
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Cause it was so much easier |
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Cause it was so much easier than dealing with everything |
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So Casey, Casey, Casey |
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Just tell me when you're ready |
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I'm all packed to go |
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On a search for that old place we found forever ago |
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When we could take my car |
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Yes, she's still got the spirit |
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We could live, |
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We could live, |
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We could live, |
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and no longer just have to hear it |
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Me and Casey |
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We used to get drunk before we did the dishes |
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Every evening |
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Me and Casey used to get high and listen to our boredom |
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Cause it was so much easier |
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Cause it was so much easier than dealing with everything |
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Cause it was so much easier than dealing with everything |
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Cause it was so much easier than dealing with everything |
