I came back from Running the streets,
Suitcase gone and you'd packed your things.
I can see you'd been crying again
find your pile of mascara stained, tissues by the bed.
If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone.
If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone.
Summer came and you found a man
On the baypoint shore, your swimsuit tan
I would salve your sunburned skin
But the ocean waves rose up, the undertow it dragged me in
But If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone.
If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone.
You came home sunday last week
Knuckles bruised from his bloody cheeks
You said you'd been out chasing stars - all this time the sun had been burning in my arms.
If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone.