Too Close for Comfort

There's a scent that I'd
Rather not smell but it reminds me
Of the parking lot behind the old place where those three guys sat
And they just watched me while I tried to learn to start a car
From neutral, it was pretty hard but eventually I worked it out
But it's pleasant on the highway like the highways where we drove
To the tables at the diner, like the diner where I had a friend
But there's tables at restaurants all over the world
It don't have to mean anything at all!
We sat in the backseat
The air full of whispers and strange youth
And I thought that only you could know me
But these crushed hands we've been holding
Have fallen to our sides
Said love should come easy
Some kind of cliche scapegoat daydream
So one day I said goodbye
And never looked back
Not even once
Forgotten is that the way to move on
Singing in the car
Windows down
If I'm not struggling
If I'm not scared and bruised
Am I living
Are we living
Are we alive?
I live in LA now, not sure if I feel at home
But I ride the train into downtown
Sometimes the view catches me off guard
Cause I take so much for granted these days
And I never think of you in our home town