I heard about your trip.
  I heard about your souveneirs.
  I heard about the cool breeze in the cool nights
  And the cool guys
  That you spent them with.
  I guess I should have heard of them from you
  I guess I should have heard of them from you
  
  Don't you see, don't you see,
  That the charade is over?
  And all the best deceptions
  And the clever cover story awards
  Go to you.
  So kiss me hard cause this'll be the last time that I let you.
  
  You will be back someday,
  And this awkward kiss that tells of other people's
  lips
  Will be of service
  to keeping you away.
  
  I heard about your regrets.
  I heard that you were feeling sorry.
  I heard from someone that you wished you could
  Set things right between us.
  I guess I should have heard of that from you
  I guess I should have heard of that from you
  
  So don't you see, don't you see,
  That the charade is over?
  And all the best deceptions
  And the clever cover story awards
  Go to you.
  So kiss me hard cause this'll be the last time that I let you.
  
  You will be back someday,
  And this awkward kiss that screams of other people's
  lips
  Will be of service
  to keeping you away.
  to keeping you away.
  
  I'm waiting for blood
  To flow to my fingers
  I'll be all right when my hands get warm.
  Ignoring the phone,
  I'd rather say nothing,
  I'd rather you never heard my voice.
  You're calling too late,
  Too late to be gracious.
  And you do not warrant long good-byes.
  You're calling too late,
  You're calling too late.