[Verse]
C F C Dm
Anna, I heard you calling
F Am C
You were saying something I couldn't make out
C F C Dm
Wasted, when you were 18
F Am C
And I was lonely and running my mouth
[Verse]
G Am F
Think of all the things we have yet to discover
G Am F
I think I knew who I was before we met
F C F
Dreaming of endless west side summers
C Am F
A future of sugar and sweat