Sentimental Education

Didn’t I, didn’t you, didn’t we say?
Didn’t I, didn’t you, didn’t we say?
Saw you walking home from your second job
And a melody’s forming out of sobs
And I want to change, but I don’t know how
And I want to change, but I’m too much who I am now
Oh, oh, could you feel it?
Could you feel it coming?
Such a sentimental education
You sleep seven streets away from me
I went to see you
You were sucking on her neck and didn’t see
I know that you’ll carry on
I know this is wrong, this is wrong
I’m going home, home
I’m going home, home
I could feel it
I did feel it, I did feel it coming
Didn’t I?