The Longest Goodbye (feat. Laufey)

You were a brand new blue jean
Picket on the front lawn
A reason just to get off the floor

From a friend to a stranger
A simple rearranger
Should I even open that door?

It was a Sunday morning
Hanging by a shoelace
Felt like you were starting a war

Now you're changing and moving
I'll take my ass to Houston
'Cause I don't think you love me anymore
(That's all right)

You were a headache some days
But surely no one's perfect
But loving you's like doin' a chore

Instead of blamin' and bruisin'
And watching what I'm losin'
I don't think I love you anymore

And if this is my goodbye (Ooh-ooh)
It's been the longest of my life (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
I see my shoes have been filled (Ooh-ooh)
And still, all I can hope is that he's treating you nice (Ooh-ooh)

I see the new man you're holding
The bar is finally closing
I don't know what I'm bugging you for

Between the silence and the mileage
The feelings you were hiding
I don't think you love me anymore
And I don't think I love you anymore
But I don't think I'll ever be so sure
(One, two, three, ah)