Slow Separation

There is a taste in my mouth
 And these words they just won't wash it out
 There's a message on the wall saying to call,
 Or get out
 Hole in her Dire Straits shirt
 And she cries that they went home without her
 But she'll save her regrets till the morning instead
 Ahh aah
 It's a slow separation
 From the place we used to be
 It's a slow separation
 From the better parts of me
 You're a growing pain to me now
 And we both won't fit on the sidewalk in town
 Now at the impasse
 If we stay here, we won't last
 It's a slow separation
 From the place we used to be
 It's a slow separation
 From the better parts of me
 There is a moment in time
 When the motion it drags you farther behind
 And everyone's home now
 Except you
 It's a slow separation
 From the place we used to be
 It's a slow separation
 From the better parts of me