Fare Thee Well Letter

You wrote fare thee well letter then packed up to go

I kept it sealed cause I already know

and I keep telling myself it's better to stay in the dark

and I'm sure that it opens in lyrical lines

of how you found out you're no good for my mind and how I'm better without you

and someday I'll turn out alright

and every night as I lie in our bed

I think of your head on my shoulder

I have been left by a woman or two

it ain't nothing at all like losing you

and I still pick up the phone that you long since put down

I still make reservations for dinner in town

cause I refuse to believe that you'd ever leave me alone

And I still get sick and I still get nervous

when I pass the church from your funeral service

and all of your friends pretend to be friends of my own

and every night as I lie in our bed

I think of your head on my shoulder

I have been left by a woman or two

it ain't nothing at all like losing

I'm standing on a tightrope,

got a gun in my hand

I'm a second away from following you

you, you

and every night as I lie in our bed

I think of your head on my shoulder

I have been left by a woman or two

it ain't nothing at all like standing there,

holding that letter, left unread

reading these words makes it suddenly true

there ain't nothing at all like losing you