Casiotone for the Painfully Alone Follow

whatever happened to the girl
who let me write my name
in her tattoo
do you remember hiding out with me
in theatre number two

can you believe
that i don't even recall
if we ever kissed

i still have your sweatshirt
i still have your records
i still have those tapes you'd made
of all your favorite songs
but i just can't quite bring myself
to put em on

and maybe it's too late for that now

i still have the letter you wrote
sitting on my steps
waiting for me to come home
on the night
that i did not come home
and i still have the letter where you said
those words i'd waited for
since the day we met

maybe it's too late for that now
maybe i fucked it all up somehow
but i wrote my name on your arm in blue
baby it's you