Magic Gone

And I swear to God
If you touch me one more time
You know the spot
Between my hairline and my spine
And I swear to God
If you give a compliment
I'll take this shot and hope I forget

That I don't even know where you're at
And I can't remember the last time I held you
And I don't even know where you're at
And I can't remember the last time I

Pulled off the table cloth
And every dish just stayed in place
The magic gone
And that solemn look upon your face
That says, "we're finally growing up."

And I don't even know where you're at
And I can't remember the last time I held you
And I don't even know where you're at
And I can't remember the last time I held you

And I don't even know where you're at
And I can't remember the last time I held you
And I don't even know where you're at
And I can't remember the last time I

Pulled off the table cloth
And every dish just stayed in place
The magic gone
And that solemn look upon your face
That says, "we're finally growing up."