Amanda, how many songs do I have to write   Before you call me up and say,   "Hey, was that one about me?   Maybe you'd like to talk,   Or maybe you'd like to watch me paint my fingernails   On the goodwill couch, tiny turquoise elephants,   Put that cigarette out"      But I haven't seen the Hudson in a while   And your apartment always had the best view      And how'd you get your guitar to sound like that?   Like the fake metal frets are caught   Through the crap that everyone's singing about these days?      If you need me, I'll be on the fire escape   But you won't, and I do      Do you remember Halloween?   Eating candy on your stoop?   Kevin's friend said he thought I was cute   And you did, too      But I haven't seen the Hudson in a while   And your apartment always had the best view      And I woke up wet,   My salt water breath would taste good on your legs      And the Amtrak lines split and divide   They are taking me away   And the Amtrak lines split and divide   They are taking me away   And the Amtrak lines split and divide   They are taking me away