The last time I saw you   My guitar had just been stolen out the back of a car   And you were showing The Hemlock the scars of your recent break-up   We went searching all over town   Turned the city upside-down   But I forgot what was going on when you lit that place up      My throat was dry   But there was vodka flowing down from the summer sky   And in the Tenderloin that night, I felt a brand new spark now   We were talking after the show   Back at ten-ten-and-a-half   Wanted to tell you that no guitar could fix our broken hearts now      But hold on, the best things happen   When you don’t know what’s going on   Slow down and don’t say nothing   Just remember that we’re still young   And kinda ... dumb   Young and dumb      But hold on, the best things happen   When you don’t know what’s going on   Slow down and don’t say nothing   ’Cause the best things in love are still waiting to come   Hold on, the best things happen   When you don’t know what’s going on   Slow down and quit your yappin’   Just remember that we’re still young   And kinda dumb   Young and dumb