She went out to the desert to channel her Stevie Nicks
it was Saint Patty's for two weeks while she was kicking against the pricks
and as the heat wave was rising,
we listened to a song about my ex.
We were covered in summer, but summer's covered in what comes next.
I was sick of Ohio and of the songs that I sang,
you were living in Scotland picking up some new slang.
We were looking for new ways to make ourselves clear.
But whenever you come and go, kid, you always leave something here.
I thought I sent you your toothbrush -- I could've sworn that I did.
From my bathroom in Chicago, to your bathroom in Madrid.