you were drunk the night we met
you smoked menthol cigarettes
along the way i lost myself
i loved you for a little while
sometimes i feel lost and wild
i was a thrift shop purchase
with holes you had to sew
you wore me proud and with your friends
i spoke your name the other night
your spirit lives inside of me
sometimes i feel lost and wild
your skin felt just like gold
when i didn't feel so old