I love you so much, babe, that's for certain
A good run done, pull closed the curtains
Maybe there's a reprise someday, don't be discouraged
But what we've made, babe, just isn't working
Took my jumpsuit back when you was in the bathroom
Put it in my tote bag with all the essentials
Didn't end it then, but I wondered if I'd be in your bedroom
Ever again where the sunlight shines through, so bright
Now it's me in the Mission, my ex in the Ex
Me in the kitchen, surveying what's left
Sort of saying, like death it had to come
Storms hit harder when you walked out that door
Heard the fat drops fall on the windowsill of my Victorian
Flooding the backyard of my neighbors, the Mexicans
Grab my acoustic, stifle the soul singing bit
I've got the tissues you left on my bed
Wasted from tears that we'd alternate let
You kept my keys, said we'd still be friends
But you didn't want your toothbrush back
Now it's me in the Mission, my ex in the Ex
Me in the kitchen, surveying what's left
Sort of saying, like death it had to come