We stood outside the
Supermarket
Such a strange, cold place
For such a sad, sad thing
And we weren't talking
Your eyes were frozen
But you looked so pretty, love
You were still my favourite thing
And cars drove by us
And people smiled inside
And I hated every one
For their simple, easy lives
Then I felt something
Like a dam just broke
A rush of every sea
I still love you in my throat
But all of that love
All of that love
All of that love
Means nothing now
We stood outside the
Supermarket
Such a strange, cold place
For such a sad, sad thing
And you weren't talking
Your eyes were frozen
But you looked so pretty, love
When you handed me your ring
But all of that love
All of that love
All of that love
Means nothing now
Means nothing now
Means nothing now
Means nothing now
Means nothing now
(Oh, oh
Last November
That was a hundred, a hundred years ago)