The scent of your cologne has faded,
In place the nipping cold numbness has invaded,
And I swear up and down that I’m not jaded,
But I’m in my bed and I still feel like I’m jaded.

The curtains are drawn, and I’m done,
The roses you left have wilted, a fate no one can outrun,
The mourning is over, the grieving’s just begun,
My tears can only dry one by one.

Cause I know you know I know that I’ll be fine,
But until then I’ll take another sip of wine,
Looking at my hand, cursing my long life line,
Cause I know I know I know that I’ll be fine,
I’ll be.

You told me not to cry for you,
But I’m sitting on the floor asking what have we come to,
This isn’t what we promised, I’m not sure what to do,
This isn’t something that I can get through.

Oh how I was fine, when you’re mine,
Nothing could prepare me for this, there was never a sign,
The mourning is over, the grieving’s just begun,
My tears can only dry one by one

Cause I know you know I know that I’ll be fine,
But until then I’ll take another sip of wine,
Looking at my hand, cursing my long life line

Cause I know I know I know that I’ll be fine,
I’ll be