I coughed up a lung
Trying to talk to you today
Looking at you over there
I know what it is you're trying to play
But right now, I'm leaving
And I'm not sure I'm gone
And then I'm in my car and weaving
Through the icy streets with the heat on

I really thought I knew who you were
The 1 to my 1 that makes one two
I just shook my head when I heard for sure
I don't know how I didn't have a clue
All my walls are dripping navy blue
Down through the waves just trying to get you

You are my sweet double-etendre
But where do you start and begin?
You say one thing and start to cry
Where is the place that we're headed?
You never hear me out and you never tell me why
Is it that you've been having second thoughts again?
I'm packing it in not because I want, but I have to
Will you think of me in the future as a friend?
The end seems bitter but the bitter isn't always the end