I remember when we said goodbye
I didn't know it would be the last time I'd see you alive
I never had your fear of death
But a certain fear of what I don't expect
And I do see what's in front of me
Now I ask myself the same old things
What could I have done?
What could I have said?
Before I read in the paper that you were dead
You never liked the things I had to say
Now every ideology has melted away
As I sing this song again and again and again
All of the meaning has jumped to its end
And I do see what's in front of me
And I ask myself the same old things
What could I have done?
What could I have said?
Before I read in the paper that you were dead
There are skeletons in the closet
And there are roaches in the kitchen sink
And I can't go back to that house
There are too many memories there left for me
And I do see what was in front of me
And I ask myself the same old things
What could I have done?
What could I have said?
Before I read in the paper that you were dead
You were dead