On Letting Go

I looked over the garden wall

Past a whole circus of cellphone calls

To where you found me

Run weary and out of practice

High-strung in a basement bar

You came out with us

I still remember the clothes you wore

And your Southern gaze

Your eyes so slow, but you know

I don't even care, I don't wanna know

If I'm here, you're there, and I miss you so

I admit, I doubled back when I told you

I don't write love songs

I can hear your accent and, darling, it kills me

That our time is all gone

I still remember that walk we took

And the  bouquet on the subway platform

But I don't even care, I don't wanna know

How you changed your hair, where this letter goes

I don't even care, I don't wanna know

I can't stand the part of letting go

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na