I Traded My Friends for You

We met
at the foot of
a single bed
at a party we weren’t at.
We danced to the worst songs
while our friends shut doors and left us alone.
Our first kiss
outside your house
with you smiling
and the night that’s gone tonight.
Darling, I love you.
And I chased it,
I wasted,
I traded my friends for you.
In Canada we’re safe in scarves
(ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh)
from every single traded heart.
(ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh)
If you never understand
I will never understand.
If you asked me then the truth hurts less with you.
On cold floors
and back seats.
Darling,
this thing you’ve done to me.
We’re starting every day as if it’s the first.
And I chased it,
I wasted,
I traded my friends for her.
In Canada we’re safe in scarves
(ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh)
from every single traded heart.
(ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh)
If you never understand
I will never understand.
If you asked me then the truth hurts less with you.
And “Time is telling and everyone’s alone.”
Do you remember when I told you that?
I couldn’t be more wrong.
The awful loss.
The sickly cost
when you choose someone
whose heart is lost.
If you look at her
and see someone else.
If first love lasts
and nothing else.
We’re safe in scarves In Canada.
We talk real slow and brace our hearts.
We met at the foot of a single bed.
We met at the foot of a single bed.