Mr. November

I can tell that you're not home
Your eyes can tell me that alone
I drove all the way from Bakersfield to be with you
I put up with your father just so I could be with you

You left the keys in my car, you also left the light on
But I don't make you feel bad, I just kiss your forehead

I would never want to change a thing
I would do it all over again

You for sure rocked my world, sexy, hipster: Tumblr girl
I used to take Olive Street just to hear you say my olive skin was all you needed
The skin upon my knees burned on the carpet
We argue like your last name is long overdue
I used to be obsessed with making sure I'm always right
But ever since I met you, I just wanna make things right

You called and asked if I was with some girls you don't like
I lied and said they're not here, and I've just had one beer
I always wanted you to do things right
But here I am and I ain't doing right

I hope you never want a thing to change
'Cause I would do it all over again

You can tell that I'm not home
My eyes can tell you that alone
You drove all the way from la just to be with me
You put up with my bullshit just so you could be with me