Lyrics

"Splitsville"
Sunday morning came
And you left me standing here
No one left to blame
It's become so very clear
You said that pain won't hurt as much
When it's done with a velvet touch
The damage done to the two of us
It was death by a thousand cuts,
A thousand cuts

Here we go one more time
Trying to read between the lines
Funny how it all makes sense
No coincidence

Key mistakes were made
Now we'll never be the same
I don't want to pretend
That it's going to go away
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is walk away still Loving you
But if I stay, I promise you
We will both be very blue, so damn blue

Here we go one more time
Trying to read between the lines
Funny how it all makes sense
No coincidence
Please don't try and resuscitate
The love we had it's much too late
You're standing right in front of me
But it's your ghost I see

We're going down to Splitsville baby
I'll meet you there
Going down to Splitsville baby
I'll meet you there

Words & Music by Ludwig Austin ©2023