Pretend We Never Met

We drew our lines

in the shifting sand

Now we stand

where the water

breaks

Trying to hold

what we cannot keep

Counting up

all of our mistakes (mmmmm)

But how can we go back to being friends

When we just shared

a good bye?

And how can you look at me and pretend

I'm someone

you never met?

Your keys are still

sitting on the shelf

By the door where

you used to

stay

I turn around

just to catch your

ghost

Before the morning light

fades away

And the hardest part of letting go

Is watching you walk away so

cold

Like we never had a story to be

told

(ohhh,

like we never had a story...)

But how can we go back to being friends

When we just shared

a good bye?

And how can you look at me and pretend

I'm someone

you never met?