I knew that it was over
When she cried for half of Sunday
I knew that it was over
When she wouldn't do things my way
Now I'm all alone
It's something I have grown accustomed to
But I still do miss
The smile, and the touch, and the kiss
Of you
I knew that it was over
When she went and brought me flowers
I knew that it was over
When I wouldn't talk for hours
Now I'm all alone
It's something I have grown accustomed to
But I still do miss
The smile, and the touch, and the kiss
Of you
I knew that it was over
When she cried for half of Sunday
I knew that it was over
When she wouldn't do things my way
I knew that it was over
When she went and brought me flowers
I knew that it was over
When we wouldn't talk for hours
Now I'm all alone
It's something I have grown accustomed to
But I still do miss
The smile, and the touch, and the kiss
Of you