Verse 1

You tell me stories of the girls you pick up in bars.

No faces, no names, I'll never know who they are.

You tell me stories of that girl you loved from afar.

Never told her though, you thought she deserved better.

Chorus

And I know I'll never be in a girl in your stories.

And I know you'll transition from my life to my memories.

So I try to memorize every word you say,

To save your stories for when you go away.

Verse 2

You tell me stories of the girls who were bad, bad news.

And all the girls who had some insane point of views.

You tell me stories of the girl in that short skirt too.

And that pretty girl who once shared a ride with you.

Chorus

And I know I'll never be in a girl in your stories.

And I know you'll transition from my life to my memories.

So I try to memorize every word you say,

To save your stories for when you go away.