While I'm crying on the living-room couch

Chelsea tries to ease my guilt

She says that we are just a product of everyone we meet

Like a patchwork quilt

It makes me think of you again

All the pieces you left

Maybe people aren't forever

But you will always be my hardest end

It's something that I will not forget

You were crying when I kissed your forehead

And left you there down your bedroom stairs

We were standing there inside your doorway

It's ironic that it is the same place

We started this, dear, we're ending it here

And I can say with confidence through all of the grief

You're the best thing that happened to me

(One, two, three, four, five, six)

Counting the numbers, the days it has been

Since you stopped coming over and spiralling again

And I get why I did it, I know it was right

Doesn't hurt any less, it's still eating me alive

Every time I think about it, it still makes me wanna cry

I kinda wished you'd fucked me over, couldn't hate you if I tried

I'm still looking for the closure, but it's just not in my sight

All you wanted was to love me and I never let you try

It's something that I will not forget

You were crying when I kissed your forehead

And left you there down your bedroom stairs

We were standing there inside your doorway

It's ironic that it is the same place

We started this, dear, we're ending it here

And I can say with confidence through all of the grief

You're the best thing that happened to me

I can say with confidence through all of the grief

You're the best thing that happened to me