Thursday morning I have my coffee

And leave without a glance

In the evening I read the paper

And see your name by chance

I cry a little bit cause I remember the times we had

When did it all end

But you're famous now and I don't know how to think again

I don't recall the time we said goodbye

We just fell apart overtime

Like mountains eroding

But way less sublime

But now we're nonexistent

Got no wind resistance

Everyone's gonna see you live on tour

The sun has set

It's 3 in the morning

A postcard reminds me of the time we met

We ruled the city

Just sittin' pretty

Now you're probably on a private jet

I die a little bit cause I knew it was too good to be true

How could someone like you stay with me

But that doesn't change the fact you made me so fucking happy

And now we're nonexistent

Got no wind resistance

I only hear your voice on the radio