You bitch, you hypocrite
You're kind of mean for somebody who claims not to give a shit
And you'd wish I'd call your bluff
But for somebody who cares, I don't care enough
In July, I thought that I'd get past it
Now they're doublin' the prices on the winter jackets
God, I'm an idiot, well, do you miss me yet?
Well, maybe I don't even really wanna know
Clementine
You were mine
Now I sit and watch you love her
And I can't help but wonder
Clementine
Do you remember when you were mine?
Mm-mm
And I hate the way that I
Try and pick her apart just to find the things you like
And I tried, but the feeling still clings
It's who I am, and what I want, too upset with things
And you call, and I feel bad
We're having conversations we know we shouldn't have
God, you're an idiot, well, do you miss me yet?
Well, maybe I don't even really wanna know
Clementine (clementine)
You were mine (you were mine)
Now I sit and watch you love her
And I hate how I wonder
Clementine
Do you remember?
On the kitchen floor
On your parents' couch
In the parking lot, can you see me now?
Standing in the shower
Rolling in your sheets
Do you remember when you couldn't get enough of me?
On my back deck, tryna be quiet
Telling you, Don't think about it, but you're lying
In the morning, the middle of the night
It was messy, but at least it was alive
Clementine, do you remember?
