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Picked up the stuff I left at our appartement

You took our pictures off the fridge

It's hard to think that you don't care about them

Memories of better things

You kept the TV, and the coffee machine

You put our love notes in the trash

You've changed your perfume, bought some new levis jeans

Turned our flame into ash

Not much has changed, but it don't feel like home

It's a little messy by the way

There's pack of cigarettes I used to smoke

D'you keep them for a rainy day?

Sometimes I wish that I had never met you

But I still read our messages

I think of all the things that we didn't do

Well I guess we never will

Do you still sleep on the same side of the bed

Do you still wake up from bad dreams at two am?

Are you looking for some love from someone else

Have I got this right or is it all in my head?

Don't you think that we deserved a better end?

Throwing all those years into the flames

I'm not saying that we should still be friends

But why the fuck do break ups make us strangers again?