You bitch, you hypocrite

You're kind of mean for somebody

who claims not to give a shit

And you'd wish I'd call your bluff

But for somebody who cares, I don't care enough

In July, I thought that I'd get past it

Now they're doublin' the prices on the winter jackets

God, I'm an idiot, well, do you miss me yet?

Well, maybe I don't even really wanna know

Clementine

You were mine

Now I sit and watch you love her

And I can't help but wonder

Clementine

Do you remember when you were mine?

Mm-mm

And I hate the way that I

Try and pick her apart just to find the things you like

And I tried, but the feeling still clings

It's who I am, and what I want, too upset with things

And you call, and I feel bad

We're having conversations we know we shouldn't have

God, you're an idiot, well, do you miss me yet?

Well, maybe I don't even really wanna know

Clementine (Clementine)

You were mine (You were mine)

Now I sit and watch you love her

And I hate how I wonder

Clementine

Do you remember?

On the kitchen floor

On your parents' couch

In the parking lot, can you see me now?

Standing in the shower

Rolling in your sheets

Do you remember when you couldn't get enough of me?

On my back deck, tryna be quiet

Telling you, "Don't think about it, " but you're lying

In the morning, the middle of the night

It was messy, but at least it was alive

Clementine, do you remember?