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