The moon hung over most of San Francisco
What a big, dumb disco ball (it really is)
Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia
I wonder what it looks like where you live
(CHORUS:)
You always said you hated San Francisco
With all the fuckin' flowers in the hair
I sort of hate it too, but I would've stayed for you in San Francisco
Waving through a window at some concert down in Jersey
Felt as stupid and romantic as it sounds
Might've been the first I'd ever seen you, but
You seemed so familiar, like you'd always been around
You said I sort of sung you to the West coast, but
I wonder sometimes who the siren is
Well either way, the long drive back to Woodbridge
Was as beautiful and sad and dangerous as the sea
(CHORUS:)
When we met your family, I knew that you were home
And I knew that I was gonna go, I should've known, I should've known
I never did love you the way I wanted
You didn't let me, maybe I was scared
Could be we're just good at being haunted
It was sweet and it was sad, the haunting that we shared
