Had to be a quiet afternoon,|I was drinking up eyefulls of yellow frosty moon.|Saw you in the window as willow,|And I thought "what a shame."|When I split the bone it didn't hurt,|When I stoked the fire I'm sure it could've ended worse.|But it's the words and scenes,|In my dreams that kill me every day .||It's just great when everybody's out of town,|It's just great when you've got no one but yourself around.|It's just great when you're alone and no one,|Picks up the phone, it's just great isn't it?||I've learned to do things on my own,|Drive the streets I used to drive to take you home. |I was better off this way but man,|I miss the way your hands always found mine all the time. |I've learned that love is like glass,|It's so fragile on the outside when you watch the fluid pass, |when it cracks it stains, you're a monster, |You hate what you've become. |Undone.||It's just great when you've got no one but yourself, |It's just great when she's off fuckin someone else.|It's just great when you're the end of something magic,|And pretend it wasn't hard, my god.|It's just great when you see her in better shoes, |It's just great when you go back to sleep with nothing left to lose.|It's just great when you don't want your life to change,|But you already threw the coin.|Oh boy.