V1: Embers gone to ash And we don’t even care No treasures, just the trash A loveless affair
Caught in the grey We’ve stopped holding hands Hurry and wait We’re writing the end
PRE-CHORUS: Fleeting desires have done us in
CHORUS Walking away from these anti-love letters Pulling out; someone else can love you better Walking away from these anti-love (anti-love letters) letters Pulling out; someone else can love you better
V2: We pick at loose threads And pack up the pieces Share a last cigarette And hope nobody sees us