Reminds Me Of You

You got a million different pairs of underwear Spread out on my couch 'cause you left 'em there You got a couple little candles in my livin' room I still light at night just to set the mood A box of written letters on my nightstand With a Polaroid picture of your chest And when I'm drivin' my car to the overlook spot I could smell your perfume in the vents And ooh, what do I do? What do I do When every damn thing reminds me of you? Reminds me of you When every damn thing reminds me of you? Reminds me of you When every damn thing reminds me of— Flip phones, Listerine Tired eyes and drinking coffee I see you everywhere the wind blows Our handprints settled in on the windows Cars, trains, T-shirt stains Even places I ain't ever been No, I ain't ever been 'Cause every damn thing reminds me of you Reminds me of you Oh, every damn thing reminds me of you Reminds me of you 'Cause every damn thing reminds me of you Stop Red scarf, peaches, stadiums and bleachers Small town side roads, New York at a big show And Jesus, old songs, I still have your ring on 'Cause every damn thing reminds me of you It reminds me of you Every little thing reminds me of you It reminds me of you