dear john, hasn't been that long
but I thought that you should know
that time's run out and so has hope
cause I've been watching the paint peel and the sky falling in
the votes are cast and the truth is setting in

And it's always a little bit sad to me when a flower never blooms
and we go back to being me and you

The wine was fine, everything's pretty in the dark
and we can play these games but you always take it too far
we can keep on sleeping but the light comes anyway
and what seemed black and white is looking really gray today

and it's always a little sad to me when the clouds cover the moon
and we go back, back to me and you

And I didn't mean to get so love sick

But I just can't put up with your shit
And liquor's tricky
I want you to know
I just erased your number from my phone

and it's always a little bit sad to me even when we call it a truce
and we go back, back to me and you
and it's always a little bit sad to me even when we call it a truce
and we go back, back to me and you
me and you
back to me and you
me and you
me and you
back to me and you