so your selfish days are done
never thanked me for all my help
guess I knew all along
that someday you would melt
melt down into a mound?
well it’s down into something else
so roll your lingerie up in a rush
and bury it in the ground
cause it died when you gave up
besides it doesn’t fit you now
and I’m not telling you to stop
doing whatever it is you do
and I know I’m impossible but you are too
at least now I know the skies can be blue
so my ballroom days are done
never thanked you for all your help
guess you knew I’d come undone
you already knew how that felt
so now you won’t choke me with your tongue
when you try and cover up my mouth
and you won’t write me letters when you’re drunk
because that doesn’t fit you now
and I’m not telling you to stop
doing whatever it is you do
and I know I’m impossible but you are too
at least now I know the skies can be blue
and I’m not telling you to stop
doing whatever it is you do
and I know I’m impossible but you are too
at least now I know the skies can be blue
so thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you