seen you for a couple of weeks
I guess that's why I look like shit
I left you crying on the road
I'm sorry love, but I just had to go
It was irrational and unpre pared
The happy couple on separate chairs
I'll buy you one last glass of wine
And then I'll have to say
And I can't explain my point of view
And I owe more than that to you
If it feels right and there's
There's no bag to pack, no funny song
Oh, but I cried too on my walk home
What the fuck have I just done?
I put the peach back in the tree
And then I ran the other way
Well, the past few weeks have been okay
I did a lot of shit cocaine
I drunk and danced and danced some more
I think that's what I missed before
An d pretty soon our paths will cross
And though we'll both act serious
We'll try to catch each other's eye
One last kiss before the big goodbye
And I can't explain my point of view
And I owe more than that to you
If it feels right and there's
There's no bag to pack, no funny song
Oh, but I cried too on my walk home
What the fuck have I just done?
I put the peach back in the tree
And then I ran the other way
