What became of everyone I used to know?
Where did our respectable convictions go?
Your words don't match the story that your actions show,
but what do I know?
I'm sure you can't help but remembering
I thought you'd be the one not to forget,
but remembering's not helping you yet.
Say goodnight means goodbye.
I know you thought my life would stop with you away.
Maybe I can see you on the holidays,
but you're worlds away.
I've never forgotten all our yesterdays
I'm lucky if we're speaking on the holidays.
The evidence presents itself accusingly,
your absense speaking everything you think of me.
Now that I am faced with opportunity,
you're not remembering.
I'm not asking you anyway.
Even if you ever could cave in,
I wouldn't know where to begin.