Real Estate

It felt like growing old
The night I had my show
And now that place is closed
I get sad driving past it

In august it was hot
I'd meet you at the docks
And you would always talk
I'm much better at listening

In the back of your car
When we put it in park
It was the Four Seasons

When you stayed at the Ritz
Was it better than this?
Oh I've got a bad feeling

All this real estate in my mind
But I just cannot seem to find
Someone to buy it
Someone, someone, someone
Someone to buy it
Someone, someone, (someone)

I'll never understand
How you became the sand
Always slipping through my hands
Like wind through a corn maze

I'm looking up your name
I wonder if its stayed the same
Or maybe it has changed
Like you changed your mind

When your mom found out
That you snuck out the house
I was the worst reason

And the way that we touched
I thought I was in love
But those were just young feelings

All this real estate in my mind
(it's all for sale)
But I just cannot seem to find (it's all for sale)
Someone to buy it
Someone, someone, someone (it's all for sale)
Someone to buy it
Someone, someone, (someone)

Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it
Someone to buy it

In the back of your car
When we put it in park
It was the Four Seasons

When you stayed at the Ritz
Was it better than this?
Oh I've got a bad feeling