I think we’ve been here long enough.
We’ve built quite a hole here.
And I wouldn’t have stayed so long,
But where would I have gone?
(This is the last time I breathe through my nose)
There’s nothing like a bed for one.
I’ve built quite a home here
Away from the telephone, away from everyone.

So hold on. You haven’t lost anything
It’s not like you ever cared. So why now this face?

So you’ve found your way to Portland. I’m sure you feel at home there.
But this cheap change of scenery won’t change what you’ve done to me.

So hold on. You haven’t lost everything.
It’s not like you ever cared. So why now this face?

(Is this heaven?)