Lyrics:

I found your photograph in a cardboard box in a magazine I can't remember you, remember us or anything I taught you how to feel, but you just feel numb They taught you how to feel, but you just feel numb She comes apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over When it's over When it's over And it's over I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars I can't remember the last time that it was yours I taught you how to feel, why do you feel numb They taught us how to feel, but we just feel numb She falls apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over When it's over When it's over When it's over She falls apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over And it's over When it's over