oh baby
i'm driving you crazy
while you're driving me out of my head
oh, it wasn't just what we did
it was everything that we just said
i should have told you the high heels
were a mess
and you shouldn't fool around or make me guess
took too long
for you and i to get along
our good times are getting rough
and i think i've had trouble enough
it's hard to keep playing a waiting game
when i'm always the only one you blame
so it's time to take the evening train
leaving from the station at ten
and if you ask when i'm coming back
oh baby
i really don't know when
the long distance when we would touch
didn't seem to bother you too much
but when i got hot
you did not;
now i'm getting old
and you're growing so cold
oh baby
i'm driving you crazy
while you're driving me out of my head
oh, it wasn't just what we did
it was everything we just said
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Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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Jessica in Madrid, Spring 2006

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