Even if you feel it, even if it's heartfelt,
Even if it's true,
I don't want to hear those words from you.
I don't want to hear you say we're through.
The aperture was set all wrong,
On the only photo I have, with your hair long.
And now I feel I just can't go on.
I don't want to hear those words from you.
I don't want to hear you say we're through.
We didn't ache enough, spent our days not getting up and now I sing a hymn for all the things we didn't do,
We didn't work enough, avoided all the tricky stuff and kept our problems underneath the duvet with our hearts.
Sharing baths in wintertime, taking drugs during the daytime,
Visiting the coastline,
I will sing a hymn for the things we didn't do.
I will sing a hymn for the things we didn't do.
