The Last Something That Meant Anything

Well I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours

About things I couldn't say to you

And things that we could never do, and,

This conversation has had no face

When the words take days, you can re-write and erase anything.

You know my heart (so tell me honestly, did you ever really want this?)

Knows all these...

And I'll borrow words from all my favourite paragraphs

To write a ballad while we say the things

We'd hope would mean the most to me.

And each line I sent,

I have found in new pages of hope, for the days

When I feel like I've lost everything;

You know my heart (so tell me honestly, did you ever really want this?)

Knows all these lines (cause my jealous heart can't take that)

So I'll sing this song for everyone that's come out wrong.

But, I'll be OK (Is that what you want me to say?)

It's called "break-up"

'Cause it's broken;

Yeah, and I'll be OK (is that what you want me to say?)

It's called "break-up"

'Cause it's broken.

I'll be OK,

Is that what you want me to say?

It's called "break-up"

'Cause it's broken.

I'll be OK, is that what you want me to say?

'Cause it's broken

And you were just about to tell me

How you meant that you were sorry,

And the lines we've said that

Never meant the world to you

Broke me down

Let's keep it slow,

Take every note and every page that takes you longer

The cherry-flavored kisses:

Well I taste them,

Do you miss it?

I'll be OK;

Is that what you want me to say?

It's called "break-up",

Cause it's broken.

Well I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours

About things I couldn't say to you,

And things that we could never do.