Nineteen Ninety Nine

I've been going down your street
Looking through the window where we used to sleep
Now my view changed a bit
The New York skyline doesn't fit
We had no time, but it froze for me
It wasn't a lot, but I loved you deep

I got a fever
Turning blue and blue
I couldn't read you
Because I wrote the words
Put your skin on my face
I burned your home and I burned your place

Grinding teeth, I can't fall asleep
Fear of dreaming you're not with me
I don't have the curly hair
Stuck on my face and your shampoo smell
Winter came, the boots went on
Jeans, red coat and some car seat fun
And I'm trying to say goodbye
I'm just not willing to compromise

I got a fever
Turning blue and blue
I couldn't read you
Because I wrote the words
Put your skin on my face
I burned your house and I burned your place

Pouring rain, window screen
And I've been thinking about you and me
Pizza smell on your cheeks
In my car, that nighttime breeze

I've got a fever
I've got a fever