It's probably better
I heard myself say
It's probably better
To leave it this way
I'm good at ignoring
Like nothing is there
I'm good at pretending
That nothing is there
Farewell to whatever
I've archived our chats
I can't quite delete them
I'm still a pack rat
Bon voyage, bye-bye
The wind waves my scarf
As I stand still watching
The ship leaves the dock.
