‘She said the day was coming
When we had to get out of here
But she didn’t mean us, did she?
She didn’t mean it, did she?

He knew the end was coming
That he had to give up on her
But she meant everything to him
She means everything to him.

The time machine won’t take you home
Your room is empty and your life is bare
She still lives on inside your broken heart
But she’s not really there,
She’s never really there.

They say that time’s a healer
But what’s the timeline on this pain?
I’m sinking further downwards
I’m sinking further downwards.

Keep the platitudes inside
The plastic roses and fake smiles
It’s over, it’s not over
The memories become regrets.

The time machine won’t take you home
Your room is empty and your life is bare
She still lives on inside your broken heart
But she’s not really there,
She’s never really there.

My thoughts are always with you
No matter what I do
Just once I want to rest my aching head down on the pillow
And for you to be there too.
And for you to be there too.’