| All on the bed, and all across the floor |
| I’m packing my bags and I’m headed for the door |
| All the lights are fading out |
| They won’t be back again |
| Taking a lap and saying my goodbyes |
| I’m kissing the cat with a tear in my eyes |
| All the lights are fading out |
| I won’t be back again |
| No hard feelings, no regrets |
| No passing blame or late-night texts |
| We’re runners up out of frame |
| Still, I’m so proud of how close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |
| Making my exit and I’m gazing to the side |
| You left me a note and it caught me by surprise |
| All the words were ringing out |
| But won’t be seen again |
| Sun through the window, LA at its best |
| The birds that attacked me still laughing from their nest |
| All their songs were singing out |
| But won’t be heard again |
| No hard feelings, no regrets |
| No passing blame or late-night texts |
| We’re runners up out of frame |
| Still, I’m so proud of how close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |
| I’ve got a new place, and it’s looking real nice |
| Location is great but it comes at a price |
| Living all alone again |
| Moneys come and gone |
| I’m starting again, I’m washing out the stains |
| Getting it together, grabbing hold of the reins |
| Hope it’s not been too long |
| Moments come and gone |
| No hard feelings, no regrets |
| No passing blame or late-night texts |
| We’re runners up out of frame |
| Still, I’m so proud of how close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |
| How close we came |