Lyrics

I think of Lisbon when we said, we’d buy that acre on the shore, where we could drink ourselves to sleep on all the vineyards on the coast
The day you left I broke that vase like fantasy slamming the door on foresaid conscious uncoupling, girl we all knew you were bored
So we took that fuck you money, drew our lines upon the road, could not delete the memories in nameless files that I kept stored, inside that program of a man designed by shameless little boys, hoping to see you one more time before I go

If you coulda seen me in the streets, taking a stand outside New York, broke-ass half a dozen roommates with rent we could not afford
Monte Carlo circus festival was my turn to impress, I kept looking through life’s curtain, empty seat that you had left

If you could see what I’ve prepared, the whist les and the bells, let me take you someplace else, I guess I kid myself, all along I’ve been here, putting on a show, hoping to have you one more time before I go.

I felt thoughtful on your birthday, in a bar in down town soul, sent that doctored picture of the Porto bottle we once owned,
didn’t hit you to reply at my attempts to change my role, I had all the expats singing with me, Lisbon where’d you go

If you could see what I’ve prepared, the whistles and the bells, let me take you someplace else, I guess I kid myself, all along I’ve been here, putting on a show, hoping to have you one more time before I go.

I got your message, times were hard somewhere down south of Mexico, you needed my heart-warming crutch to help support your acing soul,
Told you I would leave it all to take you where we were before, I guess dreams are simply clouds that soften blows to fallen egos.

If you could see what I’ve prepared, the whist les and the bells, let me take you someplace else, I guess I kid myself, all along I’ve been here, putting on a show, hoping to have you one more time before I go.