One thing

"The picture of the frame is empty

It's black and white, you're smiling down at me

I take your photo off the dash

And back to the conversation

I was so sure of everything we thought we'd always have

I'm lost in the sound of it

But here in the now comes

Seems like I'm becoming part of your past

Bye, bye, to everything I thought was on my side

Bye, bye, baby

I want you back but it's coming down to nothing

And all you have is to walk away

From the one thing I thought would never leave me

And there's so much that I can't touch

You're all I want but it's not enough this time

And I can feel you like your slipping through my hands

And I'm so scared of how this ends"