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 starting a war

Now you're changing and moving, I'll take my ass to Houston

'Cause I don't think you love me anymore

I was a headache some days, but surely no one's perfect

See, loving me's like doing 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 closing

I don't know what I'm bugging you for

Between the silence and the mileage, the feelings you were hiding

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