What Happened

In a sandalwood frame
We bout in New Mexico
I was wearin’the chain that old Indian made
That we practically stole
Little shells in a jar
We found Hanalei Bay
Got those matching tattoos
And those ten dollar shoes
To remember our stay
If it hadn’t been so good I wouldn’t feel so sad
If we hadn’t been so happy baby,
It wouldn’t hurt this bad
If you had told me this last summer
I’d be on the floor laughin'
Instead of standing round breakin’down
Wonderin’what happened
What am I suppose to do Without my very best friend
Boy you left me in shock and tied up in knots
Then it hits me again
If you had told me this last summer
I’d be on the floor laughin'
Instead of standing around breakin’down
Wonderin’what happened