(with mark mallman)

you're dressing like a little girl.
you never used to be that way.
but when i saw you yesterday,
you'd even changed your face.
you looked at me and then you looked away.
it was a year ago today.
your mouth was hanging open wide.
i held a map of things to come,
then lost you in the rerun,
and once again, to sleeping with oblivion.
so burn another calendar
and torch the memory of
what's only just a little year,
it seems like lifetimes since you've been here.
it's only what we said.
well, that was love.
they're breaking bottles at the bar.
out in the parking lot, they're breaking even more.
like on the night we met, you said,
they'd one day find me dead
and in a coffin there is room for only one.
you know you are the only one.
don't get up; it's only me.
who saw your number in my book,
who called you then hung up,
and went again to sleeping with oblivion.
you know you are the only one.

Lyrics submitted by charcoalsketch

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