My girl she's a good one, She's always on my mind, She is a rose and I am a stone, She's always poking her head out And striking a pose, I'm always plucking her petals, And some nights we fall out of love, Some nights I sleep in her arms, Some nights I sleep on the couch. Well I spent that night in our past life, Wringing out the years from our shoes, In the distance yo lived with my signature Penned on a treaty that kept our armies at rest, But I was a pushy little one, When you tried to find someone new, I just kind of waited around for you, Because what else was I suppose to do? I know where your heartache exists, It's when you are alone and when you're around me. I saw it in your face the day we parked your car On the shoulder by the reservoir, And in my mouth my words did hide For fear of being recognized.