Real Estate

It felt like growing old The night I had my show And now that place is closed I get sad driving past it In august it was hot I'd meet you at the docks And you would always talk I'm much better at listening In the back of your car When we put it in park It was the Four Seasons When you stayed at the Ritz Was it better than this? Oh I've got a bad feeling All this real estate in my mind But I just cannot seem to find Someone to buy it Someone, someone, someone Someone to buy it Someone, someone, (someone) I'll never understand How you became the sand Always slipping through my hands Like wind through a corn maze I'm looking up your name I wonder if its stayed the same Or maybe it has changed Like you changed your mind When your mom found out That you snuck out the house I was the worst reason And the way that we touched I thought I was in love But those were just young feelings All this real estate in my mind (It's all for sale) But I just cannot seem to find (it's all for sale) Someone to buy it Someone, someone, someone (it's all for sale) Someone to buy it Someone, someone, (someone) Someone to buy it Someone to buy it Someone to buy it Someone to buy it Someone to buy it Someone to buy it Someone to buy it Someone to buy it In the back of your car When we put it in park It was the Four Seasons When you stayed at the Ritz Was it better than this? Oh I've got a bad feeling