Your bag is in my hallway
Your photo's on my wall
But I can't see them clearly
In fact I can't see at all
Maybe you're at his place
Maybe he's at yours
And maybe I'm more broken
Than I've ever been before
Chorus:
This is not me speaking
No, this is someone else
Someone regretting
That he had ever felt
What a waste of money
Down this old wishing well
But I hear no splash
I hear no splash
So I've got my new green wings on
To fly me 'round the world
What a handy anesthetic
To numb me from that girl
And though no tears are falling
They gather in my throat
All tied into a knot now
They surround me like a moat
Repeat Chorus
Please collect your things
They're waiting for you at the door
Please collect your things
'Cos I can't be here anymore...
So I've taken out your picture
From the sentimental frame
You really haven't changed much
And I look just the same
There's no clouds in the background
'Cos they were all ahead
By all the things you'd said.
This is now me singing
My voice coming back
I can hit a high note
And it probably won't crack
What a waste of energy
On a love that won't come back
You won't come back
You won't come back
You won't come back
You won't come... back.