I met you when I was a waitress
I was working off my massive student debt
When you asked me if what I learned was worth knowing
I replied "nothing that I won't one day forget"

You told me I was crazy
And I told you I was dying to be cured
I told you to come back here in a little while, you just smiled
You said you would come back when you could

In the evenings we went dancing
I would turn you 'round and spin you on your head
Later on when we sat down to catch our breath
You whispered to me "do you think we'll miss this when we're dead?"

And you would hold me in the mornings
Safe and warm in my IKEA bedframe
But when you brought it to the curb somebody picked up all the pieces
And you never held me quite the same way again

For awhile I didn't love you
For a time I didn't listen when you spoke
For a time I would imagine myself standing with another man
Who compared to you looked like a joke

But when you cried I saw things different
I forgave him for us sleeping on the floor
Then we laughed and said "without a little sorrow now and then
What's the point of it all?"

Oh, I'm not a great believer
There's a black hole just a thousand miles away
But if I could fly, I'd chase the sun and tie a string around it
So I'd never miss another day with you