This is our last goodbye
We had good reasons, good intentions
Sitting in a crowded bar
We feel like strangers, no longer teenagers
It's not like you to keep things bottled inside
It's not like you to act like you've got something to hide
It's not like you to notice when there's a landslide
Where did we go wrong?
You've got some nerve, what do you take me for
All those tears I cried
Slipped through my fingers, and out the back door
When I smell your perfume, it pulls me under
When I drive past your house, it pulls me under
I always thought that we'd be together forever