Expert In A Dying Field

Can we erase our history? Is it as easy as this? Plausible deniability I swear I've never heard of it And I can close the door on us But the room still exists And I know you're in it Hours of phrases I've memorized Thousands of lines on the page All of my notes in a desolate pile I haven't touched in an age And I can burn the evidence But I can't burn the pain And I can't forget it How does it feel (how does it feel) To be an expert in a dying field? And how do you know (how do you know) It's over when you can't let go? You can't let go, you can't stop, you can't rewind Love is learned over time 'Til you're an expert in a dying field (How does it, how does it feel?) The city is painted with memory The water will never run clear The birds and the bees and the flowers and trees They know that we've both been here And I can flee the country For the worst of the year But I'll come back to it How does it feel (how does it feel) To be an expert in a dying field? And how do you know (how do you know) It's over when you can't let go? You can't let go, you can't stop, you can't rewind Love is learned over time 'Till you're an expert in a dying field Can we erase our history? Is it as easy as this? Maybe in other realities The road never took this twist And I can close the door on us But the room still exists How does it feel (how does it feel) How do you know (how do you know) Can't stop, can't rewind Love is learned over time 'Til you're an expert in a dying field Oh, an expert in a dying field