I put you first, you put me on a shelf I felt heartache, while you felt someone else Now the tables have been turned Now you want what you once spurned And I reject where I once yearned The fatal lesson has been learned. Don’t call my name, I'm not to blame Don't call my number, I won’t answer again Don’t say “remember”, I remember too well All that’s left between us now is an overdue farewell No storm, no scream, just drift and fade, Two ghosts of promises we may have made
