Halfway up aisle nine
Between the seltzer and the wine
Takes a glimpse down, out of sight
To her unheld hand
Blames it on the place and view
From all the people in the room
Maybe he doesn’t care for sentiment
Or he doesn’t care for you
Oh, I’m getting bitter when the shimmer fades
Always acting meaner when he sees my face
When did I become someone I’d come to hate?
When did he become someone who’d walk away?
At the end of Crosby Court
You can hear a slamming door
And the scream inside the house
Yelling, “Don’t come back!”
Now the car’s driving away
She’d regret the words she’d say
Pictures on the walls in bedrooms
And a memory retraced
Oh, I’m getting bitter when the shimmer fades
Always acting meaner when he sees my face
When did I become someone I’d come to hate?
When did he become someone who’d walk away?
People always change
Always stay the same
People never walk away the way that you came
People always change
Always stay the same
People never walk away the way that you came
Hmm
Always digging deep into my shoulder blades
Always getting difficult to shake away
Maybe love is just reality delayed
And everything comes out when it all starts fading
People always change
Always stay the same
People never walk away the way that you came
People always change
Always stay the same
People never walk away the way that you came