Shape Of My Hands

Met you at that bar where your favorite bands play
Could barely hear you, forgot to close my five drink tab
You couldn't stop talkin' 'bout the shape of my hands
Singin' Conor's songs at four in the morning
While you were online shopping
You said you need a better mattress
I said, "I'm not stayin' long enough to see that"

Are you still thinkin' about me?
I know you are, but I still wonder
Are you thinkin' about me?
I know you are, but I still wonder

Now I'm spending all my money at 7-Eleven
And sleeping through the weekends
I tried to catch another fast glance
But I'm so calculated and you don't make plans

It's stupid
I'm losin'
But you quote my lyrics every single night

Are you still thinkin' about me?
I know you are, but I still wonder
Are you thinkin' about me?
I know you are, but I still wonder

You fucked her to the songs I showed you
Called me after, bad and broken
Searched yourself for who you were
The line went dead, but I'm still hopin'

It's stupid
I'm losin'
But you quote my lyrics every single night

Are you still thinkin' about me?
I know you are, but I still wonder
Are you thinkin' about me?
I know you are, but I still wonder

You remind me of something I scratched on a napkin
"It doesn't matter how many people love you
All that matters is how one person loves you"
Kissed me on the temple when you thought I was sleeping
And said, "You are so-," I never quite caught the last word
But I'm sure it's the sweetest thing that I've ever not heard