Lyrics:

She collects medicines in the box
Where once he had kept his
And holds out hope the year old Werthers
Will be gone long before she goes

So when's your start and when's your end?
The slow depart happening again

The fun-size can, you can expect
It only reflects her wants for you

When's your start and when's your end?
The slow depart happening again

Cos this is not farewell, old dear
This is not farewell, old dear

So when's your start and when's your end?
The slow depart happening again