Lately I've been thinking aboutnThe day that you were moving outnAnd the tattered body of your couch nGot stuck in my doorwaynnIt was pathetic, prophetic nand it was you who said it nI dont know why I'm leaving anywaynnI know that love was complicatednAnd slightly overratednAnd we made each other nearly go insanennAnd it was useless, and stupidnBut it hurt so bad to lose itnAnd I don't want to lose you all the waynnOur favorite club, the summer lakenand all the sloppy birthday cakesnit all just seems like such a waste nif we just let it gonnIt gets so lonely when you're castninto the pitch of someone's pastnit doesn't have to be like thatnSo could I propose...nOh could I propose...nnI remember how to be friendsnDo you think that we could nstart there again?nAnd I don't really know how it endsnBut come on over nCould you come back over?nnI've seen the world nSince you've been gonenI took that trip to Panama nThat you and I kept putting offnAnd I got sick on the cruisennI mean it was scenic nBut I wanted you to see itnAnd no one helps me convalesce like younnNow I have taken up the fashionnThat you hated with a passionnAnd the clothes I buy nJust never make me calmnnI don't need 'em, but I keep 'emnI feel lost in all this freedom nOh I miss the cozy prison of our homennI was your solar system's only starnbefore we got the way we arenAnd the supernova left a scarnThat reminds me every daynnThat it gets so lonely when you're castninto the pitch of someone's pastnand it doesn't have to be like that nSo could I propose...nCould I propose...