Rerun

Laying on the floor of this motel on Hope Street

Through the window blind, Cincinnati Chevy dealers sign

I turn on the TV and it's a rerun of the show we used to watch

Ten years, six months, and three days ago

I told you you'd be better off without me

And I shouldn't be your boyfriend anymore

But I'm thinking about you again, like a rerun

Thinking about you again, like a rerun

I told you I needed space to find myself