Every time I walk along this street, I think of you
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And given it's the city's major thoroughfare, I'm screwed
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Taking an alternative's a little hard to do
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It's the street I live on
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Massachusetts Avenue
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There's the crosswalk where a milk truck almost ran me down
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The day I finally saw you when you got back into town
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I don’t know if you saw me, 'cause I turned so quick around
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Hiding into traffic, clearly dying to be found
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Do you remember crying in the park and shutting up?
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Do you remember running and me trying to catch up?
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Do you remember loving me more than I could be loved?
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I chased you for so long, and when I caught you, I gave up
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There's no other way to get to work
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After all these years, it just gets worse
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Memories so dull and well-rehearsed
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Storrow Drive is pretty in the springtime
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Storrow Drive is pretty in the fall
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You don't have go home in a straight line
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You don't have to go back home at all
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There's the cemetery where I broke your heart in two
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And there's the pair of stones that we had laughed was me and you
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I stared at them a long time, and I asked if it was true
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If I still really loved you
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And they answered
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Yes, I do
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(I do)
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People come and go, but these four lanes will never move
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Little peach and exes' Jeeps eventually die, too
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Even if the russians came and named it something new
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It would always look like Massachusetts Avenue
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Storrow Drive is pretty in the springtime
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Storrow Drive is pretty in the fall
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You don't have go home in a straight line
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You don't have to go back home at all
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Storrow Drive is pretty in the springtime
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Storrow Drive is pretty in the fall
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You don't have go home in a straight line
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You don't need to be alone at all
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Massachusetts Avenue
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| Amanda Palmer |
