After all these recent events   I'll be replaying words and sifting through documents   Placing out old mats and souvenirs   Bits that I collected through the years   I'll reflect on old habits and routines   How you thought it so frustrating   That I don't always wear my heart on my sleeve   It doesn't always go with everything      Call me a fool   A fool for looking back   I like accidents (We like accidents)      Call me a fool   A fool for looking back   I got a rubber neck (We got rubber necks)      So when I run into you   We all shift and assume our positions   Down with all these formalities   Down with terms and down with conditions      We got no explainations and no goodbyes   Just loose ends and severed ties   I got the sore spot on my chest   I guess my patience lets lay to rest      Call me a fool   A fool for looking back   I like accidents (We like accidents)      Call me a fool   A fool for looking back   I got a rubber neck (We got rubber necks)