Pack up your things Here's a bus ticket home For your troubles I know it's not ideal I'll walk you down And my mom's on the porch She wants to say goodbye I know it's not ideal But in what world Do these things go The way we want them to? And I know I didn't cry But I don't think I loved you And in what world Do we exist Not separate but as two? 'Cause I know I didn't cry And that said something to you If that world exists, I'd believe That love might have some chance Of being true ♪ We have moved on And it's clear We weren't meant To be lovers It's obvious sometimes, oh I know some things now But it's clear that I don't have a clue It's obvious sometimes But in what world Do these things go The way we want them to? At nights, sometimes, I cry But these tears are not for you 'Cause in what world Do we exist Not separate but as two? An alternate dimension Where I love you too If that world exists, I'd believe That love might have some chance Of being true