So I've got this story,
Not too long ago
September brought love songs,
November came and you let me go.

When I asked for reasons,
You blamed circumstance,
The timing was wrong like the Dire Straits song,
And this is how it ends,
Told me you kissed another man.
Well here's your independence...

You said we're no angels, now heaven's on fire
We're burning down the only home I've ever known.
A love this courageous takes patience, so fight.
Everybody knows it's all about control,
So let go...just let go.

Introduced you to him, how could I have known
That you'd take it upon yourself
In a New York apartment, with your two lips parted,
To kiss him back when you knew how I felt.

Does he know that place just behind
The spot where your neck flirts with your jawline?
Can he feel it now in the palm of his hand,
Pinning back fields of dirty blonde strands?

You said we're no angels, now heaven's on fire
We're burning down the only home I've ever known.
A love this courageous takes patience, so fight.
Everybody knows it's all about control,
So let go...just let go.

Half-tucked inside the sleeves
Of an old sweatshirt you stole from me,
Were gentle hands and longing arms
Wrapped around this love.

But now I sing
To an angel without wings
With no courage in her love.
This is a call to arms.

You said we're no angels, now heaven's on fire
We're burning down the only home I've ever known.
A love this courageous takes patience, so fight.
Everybody knows it's all about control,
So let go...just let go.

I don't breathe any deeper
And I don't sing any sweeter.
Everybody knows it's all about control,
So just let go...just let go.