So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
And we can hang our heads down as we skip the goodbyes
You can tell the world what you want them to hear
I’ve got nothing left to lose, my dear
So, I’m up for the little white lies
But you and I know the reason why
I’m gone, and you’re still there

I’ll buy a magazine searching for your face
From coast to coast, or whatever I find my place
I’ll track you on the radio
And I’ll sign your list in a different name
But as close as I come to you
It’s not the same

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I know the reason why
I’m gone, and you’re still there

So, steal the show
And do your best to cover the tracks that I have left
I wish you well and hope you find whatever you’re looking for
The way I might’ve changed my mind
But you only showed me the door

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I know the reason why

Reason Why by Rachael Yamagata

1. not talk about it
2. get sloshed while listening to tapes of hindi songs, radiohead and boyband music i know you like.
3. rant and rave, as well as bite the throat of someone who suggests that the political economy of singapore is kind and progressive, and has equalised opportunities for all,in class. again.
4. swear in malay.
5. go for sexystickyfingerpudding at marmalade pantry, after we eat 2 irishmen’s portion of fried pub grub.
6. cry for a bit.

and repeat all of the above, in random order, over and over again.