Do You? Lyrics

Fresh linen off the line

Strawberry with a hint of lime

Any name that looks similar to your street sign

Fireworks and coffee pots

Braided hair and sleeves too long

Every time I hear that song, and I can't sing along

'Cause it reminds me of the months on months of love

If that's what it was, not sure,

But that's what we called it

And I'd call and say

"Get out my brain!"

But I'd have to hear your voicemail,

And that's not something I can do

So while I have you here

Do you think of the times we snuck out to take a drive,

Just because?

And do you look at the sky, ten-after-nine

And think "wow, it's beautiful like she was"

Do you remember happy together

In the front seat of your truck?

Do you still think my initials on your sleeve might bring you good luck?

And now I hate you, but I hate me more

For hoping that something reminds you of me

The night they almost called the cops

'Cause we were messing with their lawn

Stupid teenagers in love type stuff

Now I'm logging all my dreams

You're in every one, it seems

I know I said "go away"

But I didn't want you to leave

And now I'm stuck with memories of our months in love

If that's what it was, not sure,

But that's what we called it

And I'd call and say

"Get out my brain!"

But I'd have to hear your voicemail

And that's not something I can do

So while I have you here

Do you think of the times we snuck out to take a drive

Just because?

And do you look at the sky, ten-after-nine

And think "wow, it's beautiful like she was"

Do you remember happy together

In the front seat of your truck?

Do you still think my initials on your sleeve might bring you good luck?

And now I hate you, but I hate me more

For hoping that something reminds you of me

I know that I need help,

I hear you clear and well when you say

I'm crazy

There's no therapy to take this off of me

I need to be with you, baby

So just for closure

Let me know if you remember

All the times we snuck out just taking drives

Just because

And if you'll look at the sky, tonight

And think "wow, it's beautiful like she was"

Do you remember happy together

In the front seat of your truck?

Do you still think my initials on your sleeve might bring you good luck?

And now I hate you, but I hate me more

For hoping that something reminds you of me

Oh, I hate you, but I hate me more

For hoping that something reminds you of me