Jessie, I'm not joking around

I see the crowd you're hanging with and those kids don't seem positive

Don't all the cigs make you tired?

You know I'd never ask you to change, I'll only ask you to try



I know you're gonna do what I know you're gonna do

But 22 and banging around in restaurants

Isn't that much prettier than banging around in bars

And why do you keep going to his car?



I don't want this to stop, I want you to know

I don't want you to settle, I want you to grow

Forget all the boys that you had at the harbor

They're too hard already, they'll only get harder



Jessie, let's go for a ride

I know a place that we can stop

I know a place that we could drink and kiss for awhile

I know a place that always makes you smile



I know you're gonna say what I know you're gonna say

I know you'll look at the ground, I know you'll probably cry

You're a beautiful girl and you're a pretty good waitress

But Jessie, I don't think I'm the guy



I don't want this to stop, I want you to know

I don't want you to settle, I want you to grow

Forget everything that I showed you this summer

You're too hard already, you'll only get harder



But they didn't name her for a saint

They named her for a storm

So how's she supposed to think about

How it's gonna feel in the morning?



She said if heaven's hypothetical

And if the cigs keep you warm

Then how's she supposed to think about

How it's gonna move in the morning?



About how it's gonna move in the morning

About how it's gonna move in the morning



Hurricane Jessie's gonna crash into the harbor this summer

She don't want to wait 'til she gets older

Hurricane Jessie's gonna crash into the harbor this summer

She don't want to wait, she said it only gets harder