we don't talk about it anymore
'cause we're no longer just friends
my winter hair and our operal dress sense
has become taboo since then

and now you're breaking my heart
how do i say it?
breaking my heart
behind painted lines
breaking my heart
it's all like the song that you hear
but you can't receive again

it was the month of february, day 27
we were the best of friends
lovers in the dark and night romancing
loving and holding hands

but then she came along
we were humouring each other
she came along
all went bits and pieces
doesn't it all seem strangely relevant
to become complete strangers

it's not true they say that you didn't love me
when you just knew me too well
it seems the phonecall yesterday was to piece
and carry over this dry spell

and now that you have found a new life
guess i don't blame you
closer apart and right from the start
we were destined to part
and now that it's all ended
i have nothing to say
it's all ended
never loved you anyway
it's all ended
i guess that life remains for me and goes on forever
forever
forever