Gray concrete road whispers Underneath the spinning wheels and autumn leaves You were right, oh when your lips so tight Said they would always love me It's over now, ex-lover Can't figure it out You can't have what's left It's over now, ex-lover You and me, we were a masterpiece That never found a gallery And if no one knows about the broader strokes Then how can we be history? It's over now, ex-lover Can't figure it out You can't have what's left It's over now, ex-lover Ex-lover Ex-lover Ex-lover You and me, we were a masterpiece That never found a gallery It's over now, ex-lover Can't figure it out You can't have what's left It's over now, ex-lover Ex-lover Ex-lover Ex-lover