Come Pick Me Up Counting Crows

When they call your name
Will you walk right up
With a smile on your face?
Or will you cower in fear
In your favorite sweater
With an old love letter?

I wish you would, I wish you would
Come pick me up, take me out
Fuck me up, steal my records
Screw all my friends
They're all full of shit
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
Well I wish you would

When you're walking down town
Do you wish I was there?
Do you wish it was me?
With the windows clear
And the mannequins eyes
Do they all look like mine?

You know you could, I wish you would
Come pick me up, take me out
Fuck me up, steal my records
Screw all my friends, behind my back
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would