The flat was empty. Wondered where you’d gone.
And all the time the answer was in front of me.
Took your clothes, left a little note.
All it offered was your sympathy.
Should have seen those tell-tale signs. Seems so obvious now.
The way I felt about you, it’s blinded me.
And all those fights we had seem so childish now.
Just wish i could turn the clock back anyhow, anyway.
All I’ve got is a — a legacy of regret forgetting how to smile
Watch a lot of TV these days, living on borrowed time
Too many tablets, too much wine.
Nothing left to dream about. I’ve got no aspirations.
Thought about a hobby but i — i’ve got no patience.
Some fine legacy you left me. Some fine legacy.
You always hurt the one you love.
You always hurt the one you love.
Some fine legacy.
