Day Man

All my favourite things Left by the side of the road Packed in boxes Post-marked until my wit comes home So don't tell me distance comes easier with time You will always be much better at saying goodbye There are things we share And I was ashamed of the liar Packed in boxes I set every trace of you on fire So don't tell me distance comes easier with time You're a bastard that left no goodbye You will always be much better at saying goodbye If you must die then die for something If you're going to fall I won't yank the carpet out You can't kill the pain I miss the days you didn't dump on everyone