Field Guides - Guessing at Animals Lyrics

The night I met her, I was feeling kind of rough
It was the first week of January
But it felt a bit like May

She had moved down from Montreal
Just the night before
And it felt like, as if she,
As if she might have been to blame
For the aching behind my,
For the aching behind my eyes

And she drew lines on my hand
Black ink over veins
We played tic tac toe on the subway
She put a circle in the corner
Right across my knuckle bone
I put an X in the center
Then I went home alone

I put a circle in the corner
Right across your knuckle bone
You put an X in the center
Then you went home alone

This is the first song not about you
Since the night with far too many songs
This is the first song not about you
But it's still for you cuz I am still a fool
This is the first song not about you
Since the night we shivered on the corner
This is the first song not about you
It's like raccoons in the chimney

Hey Benny boy are you ready?
I'm not sure, not just yet
Can this go on a little more?