I bet you're wondering how I knew that this would come to an end He stole your heart from you so you tossed me out to the wind I keep pretending not to care Oh the winter scent in her hair the things my heart wouldn't dare I'll keep holding on to you perfecting lives with strangers
And in the twilight of the south when fools are mistaken for men this shadow suits me well my regrets are faced in the end I'll keep holding on to you perfecting lives with strangers I'll keep holding on to you perfecting love with strangers