Big City Life For A Small Town Girl

I hope this unmailed letter finds you well
I hope you're still healthy and haven't seen hell
'Cause big city life for a small town girl can be scary
Did you meet a boy you thought that you could take home?
And how'd you weed him out from all the boys
that won't leave you alone
Does he notice in the morning your hair smells like strawberries?

Did you hook up with a band so you could sing at the Whiskey?
Should I even bother pretending like you might miss me?
You might get homesick, but you probably got sick of me

I tried to hug you, I tried to kiss you
Tried not to love you, tried not to miss you
But you forced me, you twisted my arm 'til it tore
And now my heart's bleeding all over my kitchen floor
And I can't see you anymore

I bet you got an eyeful during your first week
Did you see all of the hookers and the whores on the street?
Are you so blonde and tan
that someone made you an offer that would strike you?
Did you end up in a porno like my friend said you would
Even though, when you were with me, you were never in the mood?
Back then, you didn't like it, but I knew how much it would like you

Whatever happened to that postcard?
Whatever happened to that telephone number?
Or cuddling in the winter, or making out in the summer?
Oh yeah, that was all just a dream, but how real did it seem
At least to me

I guess they must have lost your postcard
and disconnected your telephone number
Now you'll go cold in the winter,
and you won't be that cool in the summer
I tried to hug you, I tried to kiss you
Tried not to love you, tried not to miss you
But you forced me, you twisted my arm 'til it tore
And now my heart's bleeding all over my kitchen floor
And I can't see you anymore