This is a story of burning bridges   and allowing time to pass   this is a story of forgiveness   and breaking things in my hands   this is a story of understanding   you can't choose who you love   and this is a story of soft skin   and rats in the walls      well you can't just pass along   the pain that comes around   you'll go dizzy until you fall   and I know you didn't mean to let me down   but you let me down so hard      this is a story of loaded glances   and leaning in too far   this is a story of vague advances   and confessions in smoky bars   so now I am walking down the sidewalk   and I am singing to myself   and I'm going to leave it all behind me now   'cause I don't need this,   I just don't need this      and you can't...      these memories are talking and talking   and I'll do anything to shut 'em up   I've got the pillow over my head   but they won't stop   no, no they won't stop      some fantasies are never meant to be   realized at all   and some regrets could be prevented   if you read the writing on the wall   oh and sometimes you say "you know nothing can happen"   and then she leans over and lifts off your glasses   and the next thing you know you're just tangled and guilty   and you've got a head full of liquor and perfume   oh and when did you leave me   and when did you find her   and tell me is this just what you wanted...