Sarah, would you please come over? I know you leave in May And now that we are both older I've got so much to say Let's be real, you were not that honest I knew you never keep your promise Now you're counting cracks in your ceeling Laying by the window fan Have you lost your sense of meaning With those dead plants above your head And we both know these serves no purpose Do you think that this was worth it? And Sarah, tell me, am I perfect? Fever dreams In your red Jeep I still think of your floral sheets Sarah, would you please come over? I know you leave in May And now that we are both older I've got so much to say Let's be real, you're not that honest I knew you never keep your promise And Sarah, am I what you wanted? Fever dreams In your red Jeep I still think of your floral sheets