[Verse 1]
Shadow puppets on the wall
Wondering if I ever knew your true face at all
And all I have is a box of broken memories
And all I have is an incomplete collection of CDs
And it's Emmy the Great and Fleetwood Mac
It's way too late for looking back at that
And Johnny Flynn and Bon Iver and all the things we never really were

[Chorus]
And even though I'll use the wintertime to hide
I'll come out on the other side
And I grieve what never was alive
'Cause nothing ever hurt so bad
But you're the best thing that I've ever nearly had

[Verse 2]
And I was never any good at keeping the hurt hidden
I asked you not to call but I was fucking gutted when you didn't
And it's Christy Moore and it's Steve Earle and
Dancing to the Galway Girl all night
And it's Jimmy and Blink and all the small things
Late at night a lover sings for what

[Chorus]
And even though I'll use the wintertime to hide
I'll come out on the other side
And I grieve what never lived or died
And the thing that really makes me sad
Is you're the best thing that I never really had
Is you're the best thing that I never really had
Is you're the best thing that I've ever nearly had