You bitch, you hypocrite You're kind of mean for somebody who claims not to give a shit And you'd wish I'd call your bluff But for somebody who cares, I don't care enough In July, I thought that I'd get past it Now they're doublin' the prices on the winter jackets God, I'm an idiot, well, do you miss me yet? Or maybe I don't even really wanna know Clementine (Clementine) You were mine (You were mine) And now I sit and watch you love her And I can't help but wonder Clementine Do you remember when you were mine? Mm-mm And I hate the way that I Try and pick her apart just to find the things you like And I tried, but the feeling still clings 'Cause who I am and what I want are two separate things And you call, and I feel bad We're having conversations we know we shouldn't have God, you're an idiot, well, do you miss me yet? Or maybe I don't even really wanna know Clementine (Clementine) You were mine (You were mine) Now I sit and watch you love her And I hate how I wonder Clementine Do you remember? On the kitchen floor, on your parents' couch In the parking lot, can you see me now? Standing in the shower, rolling in your sheets Do you remember when you couldn't get enough of me? On my back deck, tryna be quiet Tell her you don't think about it, but you're lying In the morning, the middle of the night It was messy, but at least it was mine Clementine, do you remember?
