Two years gone down the drain
Two years just gone and wasted
We had so much to say
But never got the chance to say it
Passion like the fruit
Though maybe not as sweet
You plucked me from my roots
But couldn't choke down the seeds
I think about you almost daily
And the way it keeps my shoulders aching
Tell me who you're fucking with lately
Well I guess you're no longer my baby
So take care 'cause I'm dying here
Your hair's a mess just like my life
I still think about you every night
I miss the stars we had up on our ceiling
Oh god I really really hate the feeling
Like it's my fault and you don't give a shit
Like I'm eating passion fruit but I'm swallowing the pith
Like it's my fault and you don't give a shit
I think about you almost daily
And the way it keeps my shoulders aching
Tell me who you're fucking with lately
Well I guess you're no longer my baby
So take care 'cause I'm dying here
Your hairs a mess just like my life
I still think about you every night
Cause we had passion just like the fruit
How could I be over you?