Lyrics

She still loves cherry popsicles. She has posters of Curt Cobain.
She works at Starbucks coffee shop. She says it's stronger than cocaine
I make excuses to go see her. I smell the incense on her clothes.
I watch the chain around her neck. I think i love her I suppose.

But it's not my picture that's in her locket
It's not my picture that's in her locket
I think I want it and i know she's got it
But I don't know what to say

He plays bass guitar in a band. He looks like an older Johnny Depp.
She cooks health food for him after gigs. He thinks this is a positive step.
I want to take her out in my car. I want to touch her all night long.
She doesn't know that I exist. She doesn't know that shes in this song.

Chorus