I am here and you are always there
Lying on our backs with my fingers in your hair
Now I'm back and tired of the lies I spit out
You're away and full of patient doubt
I tried in vain to hold you in my arms
You never seemed so comfortable until you broke my heart
Now I've got these pills to take and photographs to burn
I never took it seriously until it hurt
Distance is the lover of my ghost
It never really mattered until it mattered most
Now I've got to take my shoes and try a way to walk
"Just hold my hand, we don't have to talk"
One day I will say goodbye again
I've learned to accept it because of how I've been
I'll never cry in public and I'll wear a happy mask
'Cause any of these days could be my last
Any of these days could be my last
Any of these days could be my last