And I still you
But I get your machine
Yeah, I still call you
But I get your machine
And if I lucky, I guess
It's your roomate answering
But you're at the bar or at Jeans...
And we go to dinner
But you won't hold my hand
We sit at the same table
We don't play with our feet
Yeah, we still go to dinner sometimes
But we don't sneak a kiss
When the waitress turns around
cry music