Now and then I think of when we were together like when you said you felt so happy you could die told myself that you were right for me, but felt so lonley in your company but that was love and it´s an ache i still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness like resignation to the end always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense well you said that we would still be friends but I´ll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn´t have to cut me off make out like it never happend and that we were nothing and I don´t even need your love but you treat me like a streanger and that feels so rough
You didn´t have to stoop so low have your friends collect your records and then change