So, this is it
The burning of the hypocrite
My burdens in the silhouette
I'd been coasting
It was easy living
I was missing something
I've long known we'd probably be better off alone
The headache incurred
The great cat fur purge
Replacing possessions and the habits I'd learned

This could be fun
We could keep pretending
-It's the ending of it all
If you get the feeling of a love receding
It's the ending of it all
-Shake off our loss
-Time was cruel to us
-Trapped in permanence
When the shadow of fairweather friends starts appearing
It's the ending of it

I loved you
You loved you
I'll do better for myself than this

So, this is it
I lie to myself
Spill my own secrets in the bathroom mirror
To the same old tired-out look but older
I've still got a mind to roam
Even alone
Even and evening on the phone, phoning it in
Pretending I'm going to be the one to want the best for me

This could be fun
We could keep pretending
-It's the ending of it all
If you get the feeling of a love receding
It's the ending of it all
-Shake off our loss
-Time was cruel to us
-Trapped in permanence
When the shadow of fairweather friends starts appearing
It's the ending of it

I loved you
You loved you
I'll do better for myself