Lot of talking, confusion
For somebody's favorite person
Acting like my boyfriend in front of our friends
You couldn't have been meaner
Leading me on, leash on a healer
Stealing the Moon when you knew that it was mine

For you, it's another Sunday
For me, it's the end of the world
For you, it's a parking lot
For me, I was finally a girl

You were my friend, and you hurt me
How could you not know what you were doing?
For you, I'm another fire
That didn't burn quite as bright
For me, it was dire
It was my first time

The hardest part of moving
Is knowing it's me you're losing
So I should come with you to Brooklyn
'Cause you couldn't bear to leave me
We could share a car, we could share the lease
And make a living like Bob Dylan

For you, it's a cigarette
For me, it's the closest I'll get
For you, it's a dance and a twirl
For me, I was finally a girl

You were my friend, and you hurt me
How could you not know what you were doing?
Your hands were so awfully comfy
For someone so sure they're not ready
For you, I'm another fire
That didn't burn quite as bright
For me, it was dire
It was my first time