Bilhete

She left a note saying she was outta here
Took my heart, a few CDs
And my favorite book, oh dear
But I don’t know the reason why
I didn’t get why she said goodbye
And I kept thinking about
How it was and what’s next, no doubt

My room’s begging for your touch
Your scent still lingers on my shirt
Half of me is gone, I don’t feel whole, it hurts
She left me a note that said
I’ll never forget you, it read
Not everything that was said
And she left like it was nothing to dread
Left my record player and a Chaplin DVD
Even knowing I’d rather watch Chaves, you see
And the Fini treats, she only left me three

I gotta laugh so I don’t cry
Trying to forget you, but I just can’t deny
I don’t know if another girl will take your place
But with so many options, I guess it’s worth a chase, right?
Especially since you’re in another space, right?
You probably don’t even care about me, right?
So do me a favor, try to forget me
And that’s how our story came to be

Saying she was outta here
Took my heart, a few CDs
And my favorite book, oh dear
But I don’t know the reason why
I didn’t get why she said goodbye
And I kept thinking about how it was
And what’s next, just because.