I lost you in the basement on 3rd AveLeaving out the photos of the downtown sceneDidn't know you went that farBut you were trying to stay cleanYou called out of work for the summerJust went back to your hometown to take fiveLike a kid who always got a new suburbanAfter they drink and driveI'm headed out, prepared to forgetAll the memories I haven't even made yetOnly ever see you at 3 a.m.Said you're moving out with your friends in the East BayWe made out in Indian Blue BedroomCause I didn't know what to sayWhen you come back, if you come backI'll have to ask you how it got so badBut you'll fall off of the wagon and say goodbye all over againI'm headed out, prepared to forgetAll the memories I haven't even made yetMiss all the obvious signsAs I deal with my mindWith my mindI'm headed out, prepared to forgetAll the memories I haven't even made yetMiss all the obvious signsAs I deal with my mindWith my mindWith my mind