This is probably the last song about you

I called you up, said I missed you like hell.

You replied, that's great but well,

he'll be home soon.

I said I hope he's better and

you stopped, you paused, you stopped.

Well I hope you're happy now,

because this is the last song.

This is the last song.

I called you up, said let's get some lunch.

You replied, boy I miss your touch

I miss your kiss.

I guess he wasn't better

because you stopped, you thought, you stopped.

Now you're crying on my shoulder

in your own little world

Now you've crashed on the shoulder

tiny white nails in your world

So savor this song, 

savor my voice,

savor your choice,

cause this is the last song.

Cause this is the last song.

And I hope you're happy now

cause this is the last song

this is the last one about you

this is the last song

Short lived like your love

cause this is the last song

Dark and slow like it's your own

so this is the last song

this is the last song.