Said you never felt lower
Looking at her own shoulder
Slow motion, slipping away
She′s writing songs about leaving something
Sad ones about believing in one thing
And watching it fade away
And if you'd given me most of you
I′d have handed over all of me
Chipping away at the boulder
Writing songs about coming under
I′ve fallen in love with the idea of someone
My heart it split clear in two
So pretty in the rearview
And if you′d given me most of you
I'd have handed over all of me