I'm alone for the week, so I'll go for a walkPast community libraries, people with gardensPlanting roots and pulling up their weedsFeeling tied to the past, water towers on hillsSneaking up to the top when we had time to killWe always wondered if Carol still loves pillsCarry all my old friends in a heart-shaped locketKeep them tied around my neck, even though they hold me backI'm blowing kissesI'm blowing kissesI'm driving down dead endsKeep your photo on the fridgeKnow when I will talk to youCounting minutes and hours till I'm fully obsessedNever have enough time for my scarcity complexEvery moment feelsGone before it leaves mePurple houses, no one's homeFancy parties, empty homesWalking home in pouring rainCowboy boots made me miss my trainCarry all my old friends in a heart-shaped locketKeep them tied around my neck, even though they hold me backI'm blowing kisses, like I'm not hauntedBut every moment that I missEven ones I'll wish I could forgetCarry all my old friends in a heart-shaped locketKeep them tied around my neck, even though they hold me backI'm blowing kisses, like I'm not hauntedCarry all my old friends in a heart-shaped locketThe best part is the time it passesThe hard part is it never lastsBut the best part is just that you had itThe hard part is it never lastsBut the best part is just that you had it