Yesterday I saw a girl and she looked like someone I knew
Before the despair, before all the things we started but never ended
But she wasn't her, she was someone else, she'll become her
They are all the same, they will get in the way of your daydreams
No more cuddles in the bed
And no more late night stares
No more coffee early in the morning
Might as well leave your broken lights on
Yesterday I saw a girl and she looked like someone I knew
Before the despair, before all the things we started but never ended
But she wasn't her, she was someone else, she'll become her
They are all the same, they will get in the way of your daydreams
No more cuddles in the bed
And no more late night stares
No more coffee early in the morning
Might as well leave your broken lights on