goodnight

I guess this is goodnight What will we think in the morning light? Holding on to the smallest bit Oh, how you're full of it Won't you look at us? We’re such a mess Now hold on, darling We’ll make the most of it I promise I can write about anything but you I promise I can lie to myself about you Yes, I’m over it but I’ve got nothing else You’re just a way to cope So goodnight Goodnight I’ve wanted this to be over For quite some time Maybe I should have been bolder Maybe talk a bit past nine All I wanted from fifteen Was a chance you let you go We’d sit on the grass with my ripped jeans I was running out of time I promise I can write about anything but you I promise I can lie to myself about you Yes, I’m over it but I’ve got nothing else You’re just a way to cope So goodnight Goodnight