And every sentence that I spoke began and ended in ellipsis
Each of eight fingers gripping what he wrote, clung on tightly
Like parenthesis and for each correctly used apostrophe
I could feel my heart sink inside my chest in front of me

So, maybe the lining of a winter's coat
Mightn't be the best place to hide a summer secret
Said every photo that you took that festival
Got lost in your camera in an insurance scam

And though underexposed, I could see from the quality
His K Records T-shirt and you holding his hand and I know
He took you to the beach, I can tell from how you bite on your cheek
Every time the sand falls from your insoles
And when our eyes meet, all that I can read, is you're the B-side

They said, 'It's not what you like, it's what you're like as a person'
Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain
Not what you like but what you're like as a person
Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain