You walked in, expressionless.
Cold like the space between your coat and your clothes.
I'm in between deja vu and delirium,
Remembering things that haven't happened yet.
And I don't think before I speak.
What an empty attempt at a personality.
And I don't think before I speak.
What an empty attempt at a personality.
We're just friends 'cause that seems to be what makes sense.
Too bad it's all we'll ever have.
And oh, the weight of the decisions that we make.
The immediate gravity of everything.
I don't think before I speak.
What an empty attempt at a personality.
We're just friends 'cause that seems to be what makes sense.
Too bad it's all we'll ever have (over, and over, and over and over again).
We're just friends 'cause that seems to be what makes sense.
Too bad it's all we'll ever have.
The day you left, you came to collect all of your personal effects and I said:
"Too bad it's all we'll ever have..." (Too bad it's all we'll ever have)
It was at that time that I realized that you truly knew me better than I ever knew myself.
(And as you walked away you said:)
"I had this crazy thought that if I loved you enough you'd see that you deserve it...
And not f** it up like you always do,
You always do, you always do, you always do, you always do,
You always do, you always do, you always do
We're just friends 'cause that seems to be what makes sense.
(You always do)
Too bad it's all we'll ever have (too bad, too bad)
We're just friends 'cause that seems to be what makes sense.
(You always do)
Too bad it's all we'll ever have (too bad, that's too bad)