Running back to the corner,
From where I first saw you,
Seeing nightmares in my sleeping bag,
To scared to move,
Got some words on cardboard,
Got your picture in my hand, sayin',
If you see this girl,
Please don't tell her where I am,
Some try to steal my money,
Cuz they understand,
I was broke, but now I'm a broken-hearted man,
I know it makes complete sense,
What else can't I do?
And how can I move on,
When I've been in touch with you,
(Cause if one day you wake up and find your missing me,
And you heart if existent,
Wonders where I could be,
Then please don't come to that place
or we'll meet!)
And you see me baking popcorn, on the corner of the streets,
I'm not moving,
I'm not moving
lol I'm gonna be hated.