Back with the magic, "overly dramatic" heart-sale that you'd expect.
Figured guilt must be finite and soon I'll have none left.
Loosing the signal, loose like connections and lost in the studio
The hardest part is letting go
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
Memories projected, streets stay haunted, we overcrowd the capital.
We are all ex-lovers together and this is The Swell.
The hardest part is letting go
(And I guess I've got some skills, got our poster on her wall so every boy that she brings back will see my best side.
but you can't use pins in rented rooms, that poster's gonna fall)
The hardest part is letting go.
No, no, the hardest part is saying no.
The hardest part is letting go.
No, no, the hardest part is saying no.
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)