The Longest Goodbye

You were a brand-new blue jean, picket on the front lawn A reason just to get off the floor From a friend to a stranger, a simple rearranger Should I even open that door? It was a Sunday morning, hanging by a shoelace Felt like you were startin' a war Now you're changin' and movin', I'll take my ass to Houston 'Cause I don't think you love me anymore That's alright I was a headache some days, but surely no one's perfect See, lovin' me's like doin' a chore But you told me you'd hold me, forget the matrimony I don't think I love you anymore And if this is my goodbye It's been the longest of my life I see my shoes have been filled And still, all I can hope is that he's treating you nice I see the new man you're holding, the bar is finally closin' I don't know what I'm buggin' you for Between the silence and the mileage, the feelings you were hidin' I don't think you love me anymore And I don't think I love you anymore But I don't think I'll ever be so sure (One, two, three) ah