When I think about he and she
It’s far away enough for me to see
[mystery line] hard to say
I think about you and me with a little more frequency
but aside from that it’s about the same.
Just like the F train, you’re not waiting
Just like the F Train, there’ll always be an F Train. No, not the F Train—I don’t know just why—
there must be a reason why.
Sometimes I think about how I live
not at all how I used to live
I was put that way and don’t feel bad.
But when you act like you never care
why do you think I was there?
I look around, I think that I was had.
Just like the F Train, you’re not waiting
Just like the F Train, there’ll always be an F Train
I’m like the F Train, but I don’t know just why
there must be a reason why
