I watched her smile 
Dissolve like 
Alka Seltzer 
And in all honesty 
Man, I wish 
I could have helped her 
But the words 
I spoke Fell leaden to the ground 
Hitting that carpet 
With a muffled clanging sound 
I remember sitting later on the 253 
Trying not to cry 
But the crime's on me 
Sick to my stomach 
Feel so guilty 
But I can't change the fact that 
She had nothing that 
I needed So over years the love receded 
A bit like her old man's hairline .. 
And mine And at first, 
She was all that 
I could see '
Til other girls appeared in my periphery 
And we lost something, 
Or so it seems 
Fading like her favorite jeans 
I can't read her face 
Listen in an unknown language 
I just hold her pretty hand '
Cause that's about all 
I can manage 
I wish you wouldn't look at me that way 
Knowing I'm a selfish bastard 
She'll be thanking me one day 
And maybe we can even laugh at this after 
I remember sitting later on the 253 
Trying not to cry 
But the crimes on me 
Sick to my stomach 
Feel so guilty 
But I can't change the fact that 
She had nothing that 
I needed So over years the love receded 
A bit like her old man's hairline .. 
And mine And at first, 
She was all that 
I could see '
Til other girls appeared in my periphery 
And we lost something, 
Or so it seems 
Fading like her favorite jeans 
No, no, no, no promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No promises 
No promises 
And this is the final curtain call 
As in and out of love we fall 
And it's to
O late to change that 
Oh, it's too late to explain 
That.. She had nothing that 
I needed So over years the love receded 
A bit like her old man's hairline .. 
And mine And at first, 
She was all that 
I could see '
Til other girls appeared in my periphery 
And we lost something, 
Or so it seems 
Fading like her favorite jeans 
She had nothing that 
I needed So over years the love receded 
A bit like her old man's hairline .. 
And mine And at first, 
She was all that 
I could see '
Til other girls appeared in my periphery 
And we lost something, 
Or so it seems 
Fading like her favorite jeans 
No, no, no, no promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No promises 
No promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No, no, no, no promises 
No promises 
No promises