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
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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