作词 : Rigby
 He took my knapsack
 Just inside the revolving door
 It was a bookstore
 Where I’d never been before
 Wasn’t looking for anything more than a book
 But I looked
 Isn’t that what eyes are for
 Studied biographies
 I checked out the magazines
 My mind kept leading me back to his face
 I’d seen something about him
 Made me feel 17
 Stop, so I’m not
 Isn’t that what minds are for
 Now every day I can’t wait to see him
 I’m gonna ask his name
 But every day I hand him my bag and
 Everything remains the same
 He took my knapsack
 And his fingers brushed my wrist
 Gave me a number
 But it wasn’t even his
 I crossed another novel
 Off of my reading list
 Wished to be kissed
 Isn’t that what lips are for
 Thinking about him
 When I’m on my way to work
 All these men in suits
 They look too perfect
 And I want to tell him
 I’m not just some soulless jerk
 Hey, I got a band
 I understand what life is for
 And every day I can’t wait to see him
 I’m gonna ask his name
 But every day I just hand him my bag and
 Everything remains the same
 He took my knapsack
 Just inside the revolving door
 Wanted to tell him
 That I can’t see him anymore
 Got a new job
 In a different part of town
 Fired and rehired
 Isn’t that what work is for
 He smiled right at me
 But I couldn’t meet his eye
 All I could look at
 Was the palm tree on his tie
 I’ll think about him
 When I go to bed at night
 Deep in my sleep
 Isn’t that what dreams are for
 He took my knapsack just inside the revolving door
 He took my knapsack just inside the revolving door
 He took my knapsack