“iPad” I go through your iPad lookin’ forSomething that I used to haveGuess I finally lost my mindI wish that I could take my number backGo back to the place we metStart this up a second timeYou’re living in a past life, twenty-fiveAll your friends are verifiedActin’ like they’re first in lineI’m looking at your life through cellophaneHoping things would stay the sameI was always by your side And isn’t it strange how we’re strangers again?Isn’t it strange how we’re strangers again?And now we’re strangers againAnd now we’re strangers again You were just a downtown socialiteShip I pass on summer…