What We Had

She likes to wade across a crowded room and feel the eyes She doesn't think she cares, with every move she'd cross the line I can see the way it's playing out It's a comedy of errors, but it's sad I think of what we had It's hard to watch good love go bad He likes to press the breath of someone else into his clothes He likes to go until the morning says, it's time to go I can see the way it's playing out It's a comedy of errors, but it's sad I think of what we had It's hard to watch good love go bad I think of what we had Oh, call it tragic For the way a spotlight brights the cruel and not the kind Oh, call it destiny For the mark it left on me because I see it all the time See it all the time I can see the way it's playing out It's a comedy of errors, but it's sad I think of what we had It's hard to watch good love go bad I think of what we had It's hard to watch good love go bad I think of what we had