I could've changed your mind

If only you told me, you told me

You said you were fine

And we talked about needing time, and living alone

I never got the chance to say what you meant to me

And you know I don't believe

But I guess you watch over me

It's three years on, it's not old news

Still coming to terms being without you

And I hope you watch over me

And the way you died

Did it hurt at all?

I think of you that way

Did it hurt at all?

And the way you died

Did it hurt at all?

I think of you that way

I don't at all

And I swear at times I can hear your voice

Like in the mornings through the floor

And I can smell those cigarettes

That you used to smoke at the backdoor

And the way you died

Did it hurt at all?

I think of you that way

Did it hurt at all?

And the way you died

Did it hurt at all?

I think of you that way

Or I don't at all