I'm lying next to a pillow that smells like the back of your head
The lingering scent of the sweetness in all the words you've said
Our friends are playing sides and i'm afraid that I'll end up alone
Always picking up your scraps no-one's picking up the phone
Will I thank you for leaving
I know it must be hard
Telling all our friends that things just didn't work out
I'm living on reactions to all your silly games
I don't recognise you, you changed
Your artwork hangs on my walls now the house was never all mine
Some day I guess I'll replace it but for now it'll have to be fine
On the back of the door is your jacket not for me to keep or to throw
I couldn't bare you to take it without it this isn't my home
Should I thank you for leaving
I know it must be hard
Telling all our friends that things just didn't work out
But the bull in this china shop has left, and smashed through my door
Guess this is my chance now to rebuild better than before
Quit living on reactions to your silly games
I don't recognise you, hell I don't think I like you
I don't recognise you, you changed