I am a void
Let's see you try to fill me
Mostly I'm just annoyed
With the situation that never fails to find me

Well, I should've known better and I did
I should have listened but, oh well
Now the memories put the lines on my palms of my hands
Can you tell me this much? Oh do tell

Tell me, was she better?
Was she everything and more? Oh, oh, oh
'Cause I'm still leaning out the window on the 14th story floor
Begging for more, always more

I remember the conversations
Pressed up against that Canadian night sky
Like l could lean out my window
And recall what it feels like to be that high

So tell me, me was she better?
Was she everything and more?
Oh, God I hope she pleased you
Was she everything you hoped for?

And tell me was she there all this time
Did it pick up, did it pick up, did it pick up
And take flight?

Did it pick up?