I think I saw Beau in a Forever 21
With that man she used to love on the other side of town
I think it was like a hundred fucking years ago
And I bet it meant nothing tho, but I'd keep my eyes on that clown

Ben, my man, God, you're so inconsequent
Can't you see that all that jelousy pushes your gal away?
Beau, the beautiful, ain't used to being restrained
She's all yours but your not her owner let her live her days

Let her live her days
Let her live her days

I think we're all, we're all lucky to know you
I'd never talked to happiness and then it became your name
And it seems like a hundred fucking years ago
And I know and I know, may have forgotten about it anyway

Beau, my friend, don't put them in command
But if you say you have control of him, I have no words to say
Ben again? God, you're so inconsequent
Maybe "bye-bye" is what you need to put yourself in place

Put yourself in place
Put yourself in place

Take me back to the days (A hundred fucking years ago)
Take me back to the days
The days you loved me
I let them slip away (And I bet that it meant nothing tho)

Take me back to the days (Let her live her days)
The days you loved me
I let you go