Smoking on the fire escape of Massey Hall
The first park I ever learned to throw a baseball
Open mics I learned to write in, hospitals my family's died in
3 AM on Dundas, getting dumped by my first girlfriend (girlfriend)
High school hockey players calling me homophobic names
Back before we realised that all of them were gay
Eleven artsy dropouts in a three-bedroom house
Living on psilocybin and a Craigslist couch

I got too many memories in this city
A million or two
Still Toronto, Toronto only feels like you
(It only feels like you)

My camera roll is my daily emotional risk
On the edge of sentimental and masochistic
What if all we already got is all that I get?
Though it hurts to remember, it'd hurt more to forget

I got too many memories in this city
A million or two
Still Toronto, Toronto only feels like you
(It only feels like you)
Toronto only feels like you
(It only feels like you)
Toronto only feels like you