He said I'd like to go back
But we can't go back
Man, I'd take off tomorrow if I had any cash
The cigarettes got the best of us
There's not much left of us

And there's still a little bit
And we can split it up
I can walk by the park and see if anything's up
Sometimes lonely is easy, sometimes together is too tough
There's not much left of us

The part that remains is rotten and bruised
The soft spot on a piece of fruit
We can cut off the black and eat at the rest
And that's probably what we're gonna do

And from what I understand
He's just some boy with a band
But when I walked by the park you were holding his hand
You dropped it like it was hot to the touch
There's not much left of us

And so you went with him down to Birmingham
Stayed in some fancy hotel on a credit card scam
Left in a limo, came back on the bus
With not much left of us
The part that remains is rotten and bruised
The soft spot on the passion fruit
We can cut off the black and feast on the rest
There are nights I'm still in love with you

And the dreams they come and they won't go away
I keep seeing the things that we don't want to say
Up on the sun and down to the bone
There's not much left of us

Because you went with him