st. vincent
teenage talk
Katie got a list of times Now that she's really gone, gone It's always one like flies Telling now we weren't clarified Till we snuck out that night Rolled a Chrysler down drive But once we were inside Couldn't figure out where we were off to  That was before we had made Some terrible mistakes That's just teenage talk I don't think the past is better, better Just 'cause it's cased in glass Protecting us from our now and later  How do you see me now Now that I'm a little bit older, older? And now remind my albatross Smoldering on my shoulder, shoulder, Shoulder, shoulder, shoulder