It's coming to a close

I guess I should know that I'm never gonna see you again in a place that sells vintage clothes

I guess you should know that it hasn't been the easiest years for a band all living in the throws

And then I see a smile between repetitive aisles of flannel shirts

And I, I thought you would show like a beautiful ghost caught in a saving throw

And I don't even care that it's over

And I don't even care there's a wall

I will never look back for answers

I won't ever look back at all

It's coming to a close

It's coming to a close

It's coming to a—

I guess I should know that the softer serif fades, the words remain as shown

In the summer snow, well, it hasn't been the easiest years in a life that hasn't let you go

And then I see a smile between repetitive aisles of well worn dirt

And I, I thought you would show, I thought you would show, I thought you would show

And I don't even care that it's over

And I don't even care there's a wall

I won't ever look back for answers

I won't ever look back, look back at all

And I don't even care that it's over

I guess I should know, as the words remain

And I don't even care there's a wall

(I guess I should know, as the words remain as shown

I won't ever look back in anger

I guess I should know, as the words remain

I won't ever look back, look back at all

It's coming to a close

It's coming to a close

It's coming to a close

It's coming to a—