Waking up weightless With your side of the mattress cold as hell I tried to be gracious To the little white lies that you used to tell I wasn't built for the waiting I wasn't really the patient kind of man A younger me would have broken what he can Now baby I'm leaving the light on And the whole house looks mistaken You were already gone And I was busy being patient At the end of the day You were leaving either way I was getting used to hearing all the pretty things you'd say I was addicted to love and all the things that it became I'd rather carry the blame than have to call it a phase At the end of the day At the end of the day I guess that I'm just tired of finding your hair in the passenger seat The wires got crossed but the telephone's still warm from your cheek My friends say they get it with the oh so tired "you'll be alright" Goodbye's a cheap motel with no vacancy light Now I leave the lights on Like I'm waiting for a stranger You were already gone Now I'm rearranging danger At the end of the day You were leaving either way I was getting used to hearing all the pretty things you'd say I was addicted to love and all the things that it became I'd rather carry the blame than have to call it a phase At the end of the day At the end of the day At the end of the table At the end of the bed At the end of the sentence where you swallowed what you said At the end of the driveway with your hand against the glass I thought love was a future You thought love was in the past At the end of the day At the end of the day At the end of the day At the end of the day You were right to leave me alone You were right At the end of the day At the end of the day At the end of the day At the end of the day You were already gone At the end of the day The end of the day You were already gone
