Last Call

Driving down these well-worn roads
My head isn't thinking
My heart's in control
Passing your house
I've been here before
How many times have I knocked on that door

The passenger seat is empty and cold
No perfume to smell
And no hand for me to hold
You said that it's over
You said that it's fine
But I'll keep you here in the back of my mind

And scenes play over and over a thousand times
They hold me captive I guess I was your perfect crime
Faded photographs cover my bedroom wall
Stand here on an empty stage
Baby, this is your last call

Records I play as I lay in bed.
Titles to memoirs I write in my head
The good and the bad
Mostly the good
They fill up my pages wouldn't stop if I could
I followed the sun
You strung me along
Soaked up your light girl
Yeah, you made me strong
Now I'm alone
Lost in the crowd
Maybe my thoughts are what keep me around

And scenes play over and over I know them by heart
Tried to move on, but I don't know just where I would start
Faded photographs litter my bedroom floor

I know that I shouldn't
But I want more

Cuz there's some things that always feel like you
And I wonder if you can feel them too
Maybe I miss you, maybe that's all
Just pick up the phone
This is your last call

This is your last call