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I look at a photograph
It's like you're looking back
Forehead pressed against the window sill
I hear you still
I need a life-sized washing machine
I'd set the cycle for extra clean
Let the bubbles erase everything
Even this old ring
Too bad, so sad
So close, we were almost
Yellow flowers on the tabletop
I need this chapter in the book to stop
I broke myself trying to stay
Yeah, it'll be okay, just not today
One tiny sock on the bedroom floor
That tiny sock taught me what my heart was for
One tiny sock, and nothing more
I close the door
Too bad, so sad
So close, we were almost
Oh, take me back to how it used to be
Let me wake up inside that dream
These little memories
Are little time machines
I'm packing up, the scene of a crime
But there's no chalky outlines
When did it happen
And why
Does love die?
Truly, sorry
Thought you loved me
It's too bad, and so sad
We were so close
We were so close
We were so close
We were almost
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