What We Had

She likes to wade across a crowded room and feel the eyes

She doesn't think she cares, with every move she'd cross the line

I can see the way it's playing out

It's a comedy of errors, but it's sad

I think of what we had

It's hard to watch good love go bad

He likes to press the breath of someone else into his clothes

He likes to go until the morning says, it's time to go

I can see the way it's playing out

It's a comedy of errors, but it's sad

I think of what we had

It's hard to watch good love go bad

I think of what we had

Oh, call it tragic

For the way a spotlight brights the cruel and not the kind

Oh, call it destiny

For the mark it left on me because I see it all the time

See it all the time

I can see the way it's playing out

It's a comedy of errors, but it's sad

I think of what we had

It's hard to watch good love go bad

I think of what we had

It's hard to watch good love go bad

I think of what we had