| It’s so easly to forgo, so hard to forget
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| So hard for to realise that I’m not dead yet
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| When everything that we wanted is beyond beyond
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| And all that I hoped for is long dead gone
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| So how can I sleep in this memory bed
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| Where I feel like a grave with a tomb for a bedhead
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| With your name and my name carved deep in the stone
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| Now faded away cos we’re long dead gone
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| We’re long dead gone, long dead gone
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| Now faded away because we’re long dead gone
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| And love lies bewildered, checking its pulse
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| To see if it compares to anything else
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| And two things still beating, but never as one
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| And one thing lies choking cos it’s long dead gone
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| So here rests in pieces
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| Whatever it was that we could admit to
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| Whatever it was that was me and you
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| So why won’t I just let it die and get rid
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| Of the truth that we both would’ve rather kept hid
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| Better to live a lie than pretend that you’re not
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| And to live out a love that is long dead gone
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| It’s long dead gone, long dead gone
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| Don’t live out a love which is long dead gone
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| Never live out a love that is long dead gone
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| Don’t live out a love which is long dead gone |