| All I can ever be to you,
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| Is the darkness we once knew,
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| And this deep regret I had to get accustomed to
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| Once it felt so right
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| Anticipation at its height,
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| Lived in and waiting in hotel room late at night
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| I knew I hadn’t met my match,
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| With every moment we could snatch,
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| I don’t know why I let myself get so attached,
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| It’s my responsibility,
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| And you don’t owe nothing to me,
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| But to cut myself of I had no capacity
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| He walks away,
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| The sun goes down,
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| He takes the day but I’m grown,
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| And in your way, in this cool shade,
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| My tears dry on their own,
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| I don’t understand,
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| Why do I stress a man,
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| When there’s so many better things than him at hand,
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| We could have never had it all
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| We had to hit a wall,
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| and this is inevitable withdrawal,
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| Even if I stop wanting you,
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| And perspective pushes thru,
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| I’ll be some next man’s other woman soon,
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| I cannot play myself again,
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| I should not be my own best friend,
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| Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men,
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| Wish I could say no regrets
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| And no emotional debts
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| And as we kiss goodbye
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| The sun behind you sets
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| So we are history
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| Your shadow covers me,
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| The sky above
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| Ablaze only that only lovers see
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| He walks away,
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| The whole sun goes down,
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| He takes the day but I’m grown
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| Baby in your grey
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| In this cool shade,
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| My tears dry on their own,
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| Yeah, leave your grey to shade
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| My tears dry on their own |