Lunch

Left on a path to a place full of regret
losing touch with reason, bewildered
knowing the world will never be the same…

She looks on as he stands beside her…
one hand tight in the pocket of her blue jeans
and she says…

CHORUS:
“Tell me something. I don’t know…
Something new I haven’t heard.
But let me warn you, I’ve heard them all”
“It’s not you, It’s me.”
“I’ve been so busy.”
“I don’t have room for anyone in my life.”
“You’re such a nice girl.”
“I don’t wanna lose you.”
“I’ll call you tomorrow, we can have lunch!”

She steps back, stretching out her hand.
Saying goodbye is easier than it seems.
He looks down with eyes full of regret
and she says…

“Tell me something. I don’t know…
Something new I haven’t heard.
Don’t be surprised if I walk away.
I have a feeling there’s nothing more to say.”
“It’s not you, It’s me.”
“I’ve been so busy”
“I don’t have room for anyone in my life”
“You’re such a nice girl”
“I don’t wanna lose you”
“I’ll call you tomorrow, we can have lunch!”

Spare me the words
I’ve heard them all before
Same thing, different day
there’s nothing more to say
walk away, walk away…yeah