Now It's Done (Live At The Patchogue Theatre / 2005)

Moving in slow like the smoke from your cigarette

Every step closer's a step

That we both will regret

Keeping a tally, but who can keep track

Your over-reacting is taking me back to a time better left alone

Holding onto the phone

Holding onto this glass

Holding onto the memory of what didn't last

Waiting for better words

They'll never come

So dry your eyes

It's better now it's done

Keep a tight grip like a child

Holding onto a swingset

Waiting and hoping to find

What I can't figure out yet

Please don't unless this is something you mean

Another nightmare instead of a dream better left alone

Holding onto the phone

Holding onto this glass

Holding onto the memory of what didn't last

Waiting for better words

They'll never come

So dry your eyes

Holding onto the phone

Holding onto this glass

Holding onto the memory of what didn't last

Waiting for better words

They'll never come

So dry your eyes

It's better now it's done

I never lost so much

I never lost so much

I never lost so much

Holding onto the phone

Holding onto this glass

Holding onto the memory of what didn't last

Waiting for better words

They'll never come

So dry your eyes

Holding onto the phone

Holding onto this glass

Holding onto the memory of what didn't last

Waiting for better words

They'll never come

So dry your eyes

It's better now it's done