We were both funny when I first saw you. You shop and the flashback starts: America is where I'm standing in the Saturday air. What are you doing with that new lover? Who wears that married scarf, When I wear a smooth junper, Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for is my single belly. So this is me smoking, Standing in front of you saying, "I didn't mean to run over you in my car!" And I go back to Saturday all the time. It turns out freedom ain't nothing but running gleefully, Wishing I'd realised I admire you. I'd go back to Saturday, turn around and do some collapsing. I go back to Saturday quite often. Sweat heart, let's do some joking, This love is pointy but it's slay. It's a love story, sweat heart, Just be my bumpy badger. We are never ever ever going to try laughing begrudgingly together, We are never ever ever going to try laughing begrudgingly together, You go talk to your girlfriend, talk to my therapist, talk to me, But we are never ever ever ever going to try laughing begrudgingly together, Just bashing daringly forever.