Crying wolf got old and so did being alone at night. But, if we're gonna do this, we're gonna do this right. Warmer weather's not always a vacation. Sometimes, its the end of the world. Either way, you should know that I still prefer the mountains to the beach. You're not the only one who wishes we could hate each other. Bury those memories a little deeper; hope they reach the molten core where tectonic forces can melt and distort them, helping me misremember your love as a bitter chore. [Chorus]. [Second chorus]. I know you feel the same: concurrent love and disdain. I won't glorify or romanticize that I see you when I close my eyes and I'll probably see you for the rest of my life. If you see me too, make sure to wave and say "hi." Either way, you should know that I still prefer the mountains to the beach. It's too hot. And you're just out of reach.