[ti:Erica America]
[ar:Jens Lekman]
[00:37.587]Erica  America
[00:41.290]Fremont  street  lies  empty
[00:44.138]a  cleaning  vehicle  drew  a  line  across  my  camera ’s  lens
[00:57.901]I  whispered  our  names —“Erica  and  Jens ”
[01:06.939]Erica  America
[01:10.86]they  demolished  a  frontier  casino
[01:14.206]and  the  day  after  the  air  smelled  like  popcorn  and  ladies'perfume
[01:26.958]Sinatra  had  his  shit  figured  out,I  presume
[01:36.90]Erica  America
[01:44.180]Erica  America
[01:48.390]summer  never  ends  here
[01:51.810]I  said  to  myself,as  if  that  would  make  things  better
[02:00.913]summer  is  exhausting  me  with  its  exhaust  fumes  and  empty  promises
[02:12.656]and  promises  of  no  more  empty  promises
[02:22.113]Erica  America
[02:25.516]I  wish  I ’d  never  met  you
[02:28.978]like  I  wish  I ’d  never  tasted  wine
[02:33.345]or  tasted  it  from  lips  that  weren ’t  mine
[02:42.225]now  every  drop  tastes  more  bitter  all  the  time
[03:18.657]Erica  America
[03:26.433]Erica  America
[03:30.135]I  wish  I ’d  never  met  you
[03:33.997]like  I  wish  I ’d  never  tasted  wine
[03:38.126]or  tasted  it  from  lips  that  weren ’t  mine