She said “It just isn’t you,
I just gotta stay in school
And you’re leaving”
Well I know that im confused
I don’t even have tattoos
But my love will remain true
Through the seasons
And there’s no one else
I know in the city
No one else I want
Hanging with me
I fall hard every single time
I could fall waiting in line at the DMV or a funeral
I fall hard every single time
I could fall like rates of crime when the weather’s mean
Or the streets are cold
And with the season new
Warm sun and summer dew
Of you so cold and cruel
I’m still thinking
How you were always right
I love love just like a child
I lead a tunnel vision life
And I’m blinking!
And there’s no one else
I know in the city
No one else I want
Hanging with me yeah
I fall hard every single time
I fall hard waiting in line at the DMV
I fall hard every single time waiting in line
Happens to me
I hate subjecting something as important as music to analysis, but that final chorus on Baybee is just everything that is good in the universe. Christopher Whiteley