Whatever happened to the girl
Who let me write my name in her tattoo
Do you remember hiding out w/ me
In theater number two
& can you believe
I don't even recall if we ever kissed
I still have your sweatshirt
& i still have your records
& i still have those tapes you made
Of your favorite songs
But i just can't quite bring myself
To put them on
But maybe it's too late for that now
I still have the letter you wrote
Sitting on my steps
Waiting for me to come home
On a night that i did not come home
& i still have the letter where you said
The words i'd waited for
Since the day we met
But maybe it's too late for that now
Or maybe i fucked it all up somehow
I wrote my name on your arm in blue
Baby it's you
Who let me write my name in her tattoo
Do you remember hiding out w/ me
In theater number two
& can you believe
I don't even recall if we ever kissed
I still have your sweatshirt
& i still have your records
& i still have those tapes you made
Of your favorite songs
But i just can't quite bring myself
To put them on
But maybe it's too late for that now
I still have the letter you wrote
Sitting on my steps
Waiting for me to come home
On a night that i did not come home
& i still have the letter where you said
The words i'd waited for
Since the day we met
But maybe it's too late for that now
Or maybe i fucked it all up somehow
I wrote my name on your arm in blue
Baby it's you