I was a drag on this relationship
You were a song, a holdout on the side of it
When the closer I came would only further you away from me
Quarter to eight so I pack the car again
It's something to do while waiting for the end
Of a feeling like nothing I'll probably ever feel again
Oh well
Ah hell
Here comes that dark and awful feeling within
The one that feels like fucking up inside
I wisht there was some way to start this over again
And maybe make another better kind of life
But I long, now I long for yesterday
And I'll be gone, I'll be gone tomorrow
I was a curse to all the magic dust
It had to end like all good tragedies
And now everyone dies after saying our goodbyes
The curtain falls on an empty hall
I was a drag on this relationship
You were an angel and always will be
I was a drag
I was a drag...

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