I got a postcard yesterday
Guess I've had worse goodbyes
There was no wanting to be friends
No accusations or lies
Just a message from my newest old love
Telling me we're through
On a postcard from a seaside motel
Every room an ocean view
On just a little four-by-six
Space for so few words to say
She scribbled down some hasty lines
Her goodbye sent from miles away
As she enjoys the cool ocean breeze
She could've signed "not missing you"
On a postcard from a seaside motel
Every room an ocean view
All her reasons were piled up against me
Like everything that slowly went wrong
Blocked my view of what I might have done right
A mile high and a mile long
All her reasons were piled up against me
Like everything that slowly went wrong
Blocked my view of what I might have done right
A mile high and a mile long
She crossed out the number of the phone
And the address on the motel
But I won't try to get in touch
I know goodbye far too well
I admit I'll miss the way she loved me
And her thoughtfulness too
On a postcard from a seaside motel
Every room an ocean view
On a postcard from a seaside motel
Every room an ocean view