I came back from Running the streets, Suitcase gone and you'd packed your things. I can see you'd been crying again find your pile of mascara stained, tissues by the bed. If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone. If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone. Summer came and you found a man On the baypoint shore, your swimsuit tan I would salve your sunburned skin But the ocean waves rose up, the undertow it dragged me in But If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone. If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone. You came home sunday last week Knuckles bruised from his bloody cheeks You said you'd been out chasing stars - all this time the sun had been burning in my arms. If I can't change your heart, maybe love you're better gone.