Lyrics:

Oh, it may be that we are neverending,
But I wouldn't ever shine my shoes for you.
And you may think that we are done pretending,
That the rain that I wrote came from the blue.

Drain my wine like that widow at the window,
And it plays through my mind,
But I'm on another skyline,
From you,
From you,
From you,
From you.

Oh, I look back on when we were two drifters,
Drifting along so aimlessly.
We lost our way, forget those days,
Because I'm done pretending
That there's still so much for us to see.

Drain my wine like that widow at the window,
And it plays through my mind,
But I'm on another skyline from you.
Dress in my best clothes just to lean against a lamppost,
And I think of those days,
Of times spent the wrong ways with you.

Ink seeps in through my skin,
Forgotten as I etch it in.
Though I may feel better for a while,
Even moods grow in and out of style.
I let you get ahead...

Remember me fondly when I'm gone,
I've already been happy for far too long.
I know it's such a shame that we pretend,
My darling, we're racing towards different ends.
Remember me fondly when I'm gone...

Oh, I look back on when we were two drifters,
Drifting along so aimlessly.
We lost our way, forget those days,
I'm done pretending
That there's still so much for us to see.