Seems to me like everyone is growing apart
And I’ll try not to make absolutes
But some things you can see off the back
Some things are still easy like that
You don’t have to force the miles of rewording
to state a simple fact

Seems to me like everyone is moving away
And I know its not my pace to asume
But some girl
We’re too old and sick of each other
Tired
But wasn’t it just yesterday you said
That if you were to come back you’d rather be dead