cigarettes stained coffee cups 
and lipstick that you never wear 
										
you say you need a change of something 
but you haven't figured it out 
yet this scene was tired 
before we decided that it's for the best 
you left the kitchen light on 
highlight ruins of relations 
we could never have forgotten 
had we had the guts to say it back when 
any of this mattered 
now we've gone too far to look back and regret sets in 
waiting in awkward silences 
for the next fighting words 
you had to have it your way 
and i'll just stand aside 
and let you tumble this house down 
you know how to handle these things 
somethings come undone 
so we're left with nothing but a pile of broken memories 
you were so selective with remembering the good things 
that were so few and far between 
i guess it makes no difference if i disappear 
darkened hallways i can't believe this is where we used to live 
hard to picture good times in a house where so much had to give 
just to get a smile from someone who didn't want to in the second place 
emptied out the drawers where your photograph albums record the moments 
i never forgot you 
and i won't too soon 
before the match drops put it all down 
in a little black book 
these lives aren't picture perfect - postcards 
phone calls 
too little too late
| # | Top 3 Minus Scale, The | 
|---|---|
| 1 | Minus Scale, The - Don't Call Me | 
| 2 | Minus Scale, The - The Trouble With Normal | 
| 3 | Minus Scale, The - Song For You |