I was a Manhattan, he was an Old Fashioned
Pulled into it like magnets, an age-old classic
We went together like bare legs and leather
Always a little too dependent on the weather
But we were young and sort of dumb

August was golden, down by the ocean
His shitty Corolla, a roller coaster
Caught in a riptide, wishful and wide-eyed
Lost on the lows, so we hung on the highlights
But it was fun and sort of love

I don't know how not to want you
You're in me like a drunk-night tattoo
Every dress I own is saturated
With your fucking hands around my waist and
I can't escape it, got me in ruins
You're the foundation, you built the blueprint
You built the blueprint

February's misty here in the city
I wasted the whole day down at the café
Americano, usually I don't drink that
But I wanna feel like you're here for a second
Still young and sort of dumb

I don't know how not to want you
You're in me like a drunk-night tattoo
Every dress I own is saturated
With your fucking hands around my waist and
I can't escape it, got me in ruins
You're the foundation, you built the blueprint
You built the blueprint
(I can't escape it, don't know if I want to)
You built the blueprint
(I can't escape it, don't know if I want to)

I was a Manhattan, he was an Old Fashioned
Pulled into it like magnets, an age-old classic