I Remember You

I remember you
and how you walked so wild and mean
your hips swayed like a dancer's before you hit your teens
pale blue and black adorned your eyes
one cigarette tucked in your vest, uh-huh
whatever grew you up so fast
well, that's any man's guess

'cause you were no prom queen
you were no princess
you had a mom who worked at night
you had a dad whose hands had blisters
did he touch you where your skin was white?
I remember you…

I remember you
I used to trail you down the halls
where the woodshop boys made you ashtrays
and carved your name inside the stalls

the jocks all took you to the diner
then down behind the old hotel, uh-huh
they'd even let you wear their jackets
if you promised not to tell

'cause you were no prom queen
you were no princess
you had a mom who slept all day
who was the man with hands insistent
who taught you these things you can not say?
I remember you…

and now you take our order
and fill our glasses up with tea
so I stare down at my menu
and I hope you don't remember me

but I see your hips sway kinda like they used to
as you walk our order to the back
and I hate myself for how I look at you
God only knows, you've had enough of that…

'cause you were no prom queen, you were no princess
you used to stay out half the night
you had a brother in the army
who left you the war at home to fight
I remember you…

I remember you…
I remember you…