You Always Said You Hated San Francisco

The moon hung over most of San Francisco

What a big, dumb disco ball (it really is)

Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia

I wonder what it looks like where you live

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You always said you hated San Francisco

With all the fuckin' flowers in the hair

I sort of hate it too, but I would've stayed for you in San Francisco

Waving through a window at some concert down in Jersey

Felt as stupid and romantic as it sounds

Might've been the first I'd ever seen you, but

You seemed so familiar, like you'd always been around

You said I sort of sung you to the West coast, but

I wonder sometimes who the siren is

Well either way, the long drive back to Woodbridge

Was as beautiful and sad and dangerous as the sea

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When we met your family, I knew that you were home

And I knew that I was gonna go, I should've known, I should've known

I never did love you the way I wanted

You didn't let me, maybe I was scared

Could be we're just good at being haunted

It was sweet and it was sad, the haunting that we shared