This will be easy – I tell myself it’s easy
When I let you go
I dance as I
Sing goodbye I
Play goodbye as an instrument – never as a game

Maybe it’s over – maybe it’s not
Maybe I’m ready – maybe I’m shot
But you won’t find me waiting
I’ll be dancing in the parking lot

Heartbreak and rejection
Aren’t as bad as
I’d imagined them to be
There’s something to be said for
Loneliness and
Ignorance and a moment to breathe

Maybe it’s over – maybe it’s not
Maybe I’m ready – maybe I’m shot
But you won’t find me waiting
I’ll be dancing in the parking lot

I kiss the page
Lonely kiss on a bright white page
My handwriting – the script is changing
Standing outside the grass is glowing
The sky is growing dark
The clouds are boiling just like the blood in my veins

Maybe it’s over – maybe it’s not
Maybe I’m ready – maybe I’m shot
But you won’t find me waiting
I’ll be dancing in the parking lot

Not a game – never was a game
Just like you never played me
Not a game – never was a game
Just like you never played me
Not a game – never was a game
Just like you never played me
You played me
Oh

Angry and Irrational
I probably seem full of it
Well, I’m mad at you
I’m irritated with you
And I’m angry at the way this all played out

Maybe it’s over – maybe it’s not
Maybe I’m ready – maybe I’m shot
But you won’t find me waiting
I’ll be dancing in the parking lot

This will be easy
I tell myself it’s easy
When I let you go