When they started counting downI could not believe that you were fast asleepAnd I felt like those flashing lightsOn the ocean floor, at the liquor storeIt's not the type of secret that you want to keep too longLook for me but I'll be goneTake your love and step it downSpin around the room 'til you have to chooseMaybe I'll pick both of themMaybe neither oneMaybe EmersonEvery time the phone rings it sounds like a songLook for me and I'll be goneYou can't sing to save your lifeThrough the alcoholDrinking champagne off the wallsIt looks like after allThey still talk about us like they've got nothing else to doIt could have been linesAnd after all this timeThey'll still talk about us like we're not even in the roomOutside the birds singLouder than the phone ringsEvery night you fall asleep with your headphones onLook for me and I'll be gone
