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Darling, you're too mid-Atlantic
The bright red doors
You're firmly planted in the archway of your make-believe world
We're pretty far away from Philadelphia
And that's fine 'cause I'm really starting to hate you
And anyways I am looking to move
I keep confusing love and nostalgia
I don't ever want to leave California
Yes, I heard y'all got back together
The empties at this headstone's a grim reminder
On the avenue of the giants, the sun really cuts through
Unless you force your way in, I don't think about you
You always have your cake and eat it too
Have your cake and eat it too
I aspire to live in the present
But I look at bungalows and I calculate the rent
You stay angry, you tread water
'Cause you are only grown in stature